Coronormal, Day 154

Slept well, got a leisurely start, and headed into Anstruther to find a hearty breakfast. None of the sort we had in mind was on offer, though — mostly only coffee and pastry — so we grabbed a passing bus to Crail, which was our next destination anyway. We recalled two venues in Crail, each…

Coronormal, Day 153

Quick word: From London to Edinburgh on the Caledonian Sleeper, breakfast at Loudon’s where I had the best French Press pot of coffee I’ve tasted in ages (and Margaret had vegan vanilla pancakes), on to Cellardyke where we met up with my former colleague and our very dear friend Madhavi with her eleven-month-old son Gabriel.…

Coronormal, Day 152

Alea, as they say, jacta est; I rose early, put on my trainers, and ran my new mile+. It’s not my favourite* thing to do, but there we are. I paused for a moment about halfway, not a full-on stop, and did the mile and a half in 13:50. In a few minutes, we’ll head…

Coronormal Day 151

I realised this morning, as I was rolling out of bed and heading downstairs to don my trainers, that it really only makes sense for me to stick with the mile-and-a-half route going forward (unless a shorter run were necessary for some particular reason). To be fair, it’s probably closer to 1.4 miles, since part…

Coronormal Day 150

I determined before I even saw the weather this morning that I would take an untimed extra half-mile run, and I think I may be on the cusp of switching over to mile-and-a-half runs as a matter of course (no pun planned, though most definitely relished once noticed). I took an easy pace and ran…

Coronormal, Day 149

Heavy grey skies, total humidity from a rain that had only just let up, but cooler temps and good, limber legs, to the result of a 9:35 time. Again, I can’t account for the variability of timings, except to say that obviously I’m not a running machine. Morning Office, a crumpet for breakfast (limited fruit…

Coronormal, Day 148

The thunder and lightning, and primarily the rain yesterday afternoon, had helped drive the temperature down a wee bit, but it was still warm and sticky-humid for this morning’s run, and my ankles decided to ache a bit at the halfway mark. My mile was, in the end, 9:40, with which I content under the…

Coronormal One Hundred Forty-Six

Did I mention that it’s perishingly humid on top of the heat wave, especially first thing in the morning? 9:27 mile. Morning Office, breakfast at Rick’s, brushing up my Newman (on the day the CoE recognises him, ill-advisedly conflicting with St Clare), taking Margaret’s MacBook in to be serviced, some Newman reading for research and…