Minging Monday

I must have been hallucinating when I woke up as I could have sworn sunshine was streaming through the blinds but when I ventured out from under my duvet and looked out the window it was raining like I’d never seen it rain before and I thought oh shit my roof’s going to leak again and I’d got up early to virtually wave Bear off on his first day at school and the radio kept saying the rain was going to stop but the radio must have been lying because it was just raining and raining and raining and I thought sod it I’ll go out for a run anyway, it’s nice over the sports field when it’s raining and so I went out and fuck it’s cold and I’m thinking I should have put on a long sleeved top and I get to the park and there’s an old man on the bench reading and I’m thinking his book must be really soggy but as I get up to him I see he’s got it in a transparent folder and I think wow that must be a really good book for him to come out in the pouring rain to read a book in the park but why can’t he read it in his house? and I get up to the sports field and The Polyphonic Spree start singing and that immediately brightens my mood and I think maybe if I just listen to The Polyphonic Spree then I’ll feel happy all the time and then Soft Cell come on and I’m wondering if Joggerblogger’s going to make a comment about how my playlists always used to contain Soft Cell and then it stops raining and I think shit, I was enjoying running in the rain and I get round the sports field and a train goes past on its way to Liverpool Street and I think how would I feel if I was on that train going to work and I feel sick and I think oh shit, will I ever be able to go back? and I have to stop to retie my hair which has come out of its band and I get back to the park and go past the old man who is still reading his book through a transparent folder and then I go past two young muslims who are on a bench snogging and I wonder if muslims are allowed to snog and I think well why not? and then I wonder if I can do another lap of the park and I think I need to build my mileage up as I’ve been struggling to do even one mile lately and I try to think who can draw me up a schedule and I get to the old man reading his book through a transparent folder again and realise I’ve gone past the gate so I have to do another lap and I think it’s quite simple really, run more, eat better and drink less and everything else should fall nicely into place and I get home and I’ve done two miles and I think aaaaah, I feel better now.

Stats
Distance: 2 miles
Time: 22:36
Pace: 11:19
Calories: 193
Old men sitting on benches reading in the rain using a transparent folder: 1
Muslims snogging on a bench: 2
Music
The Polyphonic Spree
Soft Cell
The Cult
The Cure