I've got nothing. Nothing to flashback to. My brain has been mashed and muddled like a mint leaf in a julep.
Work has been cruel this week. But I have these free few minutes of the day left and thought I'd give you fair readers a little hope for the future.
I have not run since a three-mile recovery session on Tuesday. I had (had) planned to get upto 20 miles this week. That leaves me with 12 miles to cover in the next two days. Doable, just not sure if I'll do it.
Let's hope I do.
Happy hour is nearly upon us. Drink well.