Amiens is beautiful. Maybe more to write about that another day.
This morning I set out for my biweekly mile, and after a few metres my left knee twinged. I ran more gently for a few more paces, then it twinged again. By the time I reached The Fir Tree, it was clear I couldn’t just push through and make a full effort at the mile. I was sore tempted to turn back, but decided to go a mile anyway, even if I was mostly just walking. Every block or so, the knee would play up, but I made the mile in 13:15, including the full stop the first time I checked the knee.