12 miles good, 2 miles ouch

Well that went well. [He said sitting very gingerly, with nagging aches from his thighs, calves and toes...] The first really big run and I covered it, for the most part, without too much difficulty.

I say that, of course, knowing that the first 10-12 miles went fine. The last two miles were different, but that's only to be expected.

It's actually been a lovely evening to run - cool, with a light breeze, perfect conditions. The blackberries are starting to appear in places too, which are perfect little energy boosters as I'm going round. And there's all sorts of things in Bedfordshire that I've never noticed before - the Jubilee memorial clock on a house in Greenfields, the 18-inch butterfly on a wall in Clophill and the neon "Duff" beer sign in the Flitwick window. Not forgetting of course the aromatic cigarette smoke wafting past me at one house. Obviously very calm and relaxed residents there. I kept running before inhaling - wouldn't do to get the munchies halfway round the run.

I'm uncomfortable tonight, and the schedule calls for a six-mile run tomorrow. We'll see how things look in the morning...