...and I really didn't feel like running. But I dragged my somewhat Frankensteinian carcass out anyway.
Slow jog/walk to warm up on the flat section along Meanwood Road, harder effort up the long climb to Hyde Park, gentler around the back of the park and then steady with short efforts to Headingley then simply concentrate on trying not to fall over from the traffic lights down Grove Lane and back home...
...to a house with no heating, admittedly, but at least the hot water still works. Thank heavens for small mercies.
And now, to bed! Night night.