Then there is my bottom

Run 3 of 8 completed. The last simple run. Next time I'm moving onto intervals, which means running fast for three minutes then not so for four. Or something like that. I'm not sure I can run any faster.

Anyway before I set off this morning I set myself the target of beating last week's times. This isn't a good sign. I was almost enthusiastic. That enthusiasm was soon quenched though.

I had just completed my warm-up and was approaching the controlled traffic crossing. Some people were crossing as I was getting there so I thought I'd wait for the next break - but the cars waited for me! So I felt obliged to run fast(ish). So I started my 'run' proper panting like an idiot. 

I always pant a lot at the slightest exertion. I've always been the same - as far back as I've noticed these things anyway. I seem to be more obviously panty than most others doing the same thing. And it's embarrassing. But I told myself today that there was no-one close enough to me to notice so to just get on with it. It was a beautiful morning but the wind was cold and I blame that for taking my breath away and making me worse than usual.

I managed a fairly steady slow jog again for the first half and quite a bit of the second half - after a little rest in the middle - and my first mile was completed 6 seconds faster than I did last week. So that made me happy. My little rest meant that I didn't knock any more time off though.

Oh good grief, listen to me talking like a keen runner. 

Oh and it's St David's Day today. On Friday the milkman left us a little gift of daffodils. We wondered why he didn't wait until today but now I realise that by having them on Friday it means they're fully opened for today.

P.S. St David is the patron saint of Wales and daffodils are our national flower.

P.P.S. You may be wondering about the title and where my bottom comes into this post: I wear leggings to run and I am very conscious of my bottom peeking out below my hoodie. It's not huge compared to some I've seen but it is saggy.

P.P.P.S. My latest article for The Bay magazine is out now. As it's Mother's Day this month I'm looking at mothers and children.