Day 37 - Back to the grind

I can not believe that i went out for my hours run tonight feeling really tired and really didn't want to go but went. Guess what it started to snow again, little tiny small flakes like sugar snow but it was lovely to run in it. I decided to take a new route and finished five mins early but went the downhill route. If i was to go the other way it will easily be five mins over the hour.

Mind was blank as I pounded around but it did start to feel good towards the end until a little prick in his souped up 106 decided to slow down and shout abuse out of his window at me. Why? and what was the point? I do not know but what a tosser. Ah well jealous I think that my legs look lush in running tights and his jeans are down around his scrawny shapeless arse.