Lunchtime. Not mad for it. Busy and a bit disillusioned at work. A run always makes things better though, and we had nice weather for once. Up the canal, and up the (muddy) water of leith for a bit until a Doberman wanted to play with me. Felt ok.
Up at 5, flew to N Ireland, James picked me and Fran up at the airport and we went for a family jog on Divis hill, the big one above Belfast. I felt terrible, very ploddy, but it blew some cobwebs away. Very windy indeed.
From work to the castle esplanade (one of my favourite mid-run-stop-to-admire-the-glorious-view places) then down the length of the Royal Mile to the parliament and onto the Queen's drive clockwise home, then back to school to get Lucy's bike.
Very windy, and everywhere vaugely off-road is bog just now. Change of weather needed!