Tonight was a speed session. Four miles, two of them flat out. I had a similar session last week, and I missed my target pace by muchly-lots.
Tonight was a different story. Tonight my mind and body decided to work together. My mind started me off by wandering just as I started to cross the road. The result? A near miss with a bus and a shot of adrenaline that blew away my post-commute languor. My body then gave me the incentive to dispatch my miles quickly by, um, how shall I put this, indicating very strongly that I would be better off getting home sooner rather than later if I wanted to avoid embarrassment.
Apparently that’s a winning combination, though possibly not one that I want to repeat any time soon.
abradypus 
well done! see you Saturday (and Sunday!)
I hope you gave the bus a good telling off!
I may have muttered something at it under my breath…
I am glad there was no splatting going on today.
Hmm, be careful out there. Well done on the turn of speed, whatever the circumstances.
always in awe of your achievements Ms Abradypus. I’ve got alliterationitis today, apologies.