I think that I must have forgotten to turn off runkeeper this morning, because when I went to put my gadget on this evening for the run home, the battery was completely dead. So I ran home accompanied only by my own thoughts. I’ve become so used to listening to music and audiobooks as I run, that I’d forgotten how very random my thoughts really are. They flit around from subject to subject, and rarely manage to stay focussed on any topic long enough to exhaust it.
I was talking to a long distance runner at the weekend who says she can entertain herself for hours on a Sunday morning playing fantasy lottery winner. I started to play that this evening, but hadn’t even thought of one scenario before my brain had flitted off to something else.
Oh well. I managed to keep running (level crossings and traffic lights aside) for 9km, which is my longest run to date. Hurrah!