I don’t have any. I haven’t entered any races, I haven’t done any new and amazing training, I haven’t run a PB or met an ‘athoner or rescued a drowning kitten. I haven’t been approached by Polaroid with offers of free sunglasses that make the sky change colour when you tilt your head*, nor have Montezuma’s been in touch to beg me to make their chocolate gingers my new post-run recovery food**. I haven’t witnessed any skanky behaviour on a train, I haven’t seen a kestrel and I haven’t helped to set up a new parkrun.
So I really have nothing whatsoever to say.
Unfortunately, it’s Juneathon, which means blogging. I didn’t run (my training programme says to rest and who am I to quibble?) I did do the cross-training that I wimped out on yesterday.
A respectable, if dull, day.
*hours of entertainment!
**for the record, no begging would be required.