Saturday, 16 February 2013

Keep it local

Lots of happy runners out today. None happier than me. For the past fortnight, I've done nothing more vigorous than wrestle the lid off the Night Nurse. Today I went for a very very gentle run to the local farmers' market. Eight minutes there, eight minutes back. With a five minute break to peruse the goods. I'm glad I went. Lots of lovely fare, including a cheese based on a recipe from the 1790s. Think I'll run down and fill my rucksack next week. At least if you're buying direct, there's less chance of a horse in your cheddar.

(Stats: Sixteen minutes; maybe a mile in total; with a comfort break.)

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