Jog blog warning (skip this post if you're utterly bored of the subject).

Today was something of a milestone (kilometre stone ... whatever): I found things were ticking along nicely as I came to the end of my usual circuit of the woods & so decided to carry on for another ten minutes around the old Hippodrome race track. Comfortably flat compared to the ups & downs of the wood paths.

On finishing I realised that I had managed the magical 5km distance in the - admittedly - weedy time of 40 minutes. No matter. Thinking back to early November I would have laughed at the suggestion I could sustain the distance let alone hazard a guess at a time.

Amazing what the body is capable of.