Feeling a bit guilty about not doing much outside running lately. It's windy, rainy, slimy and leafy, and cold. I have no problems running in the rain, if it's nice summery rain. But miserable, hard, relentless, cold November rain is not much fun. I know that if I say I will go, I will go. But I will procrastinate for hours and not get out of the house till really late. And the time I spend procrastinating won't be in the least bit productive so the whole thing'll end up taking over the entire evening. Plus, I know that when I start a proper half-marathon training programme either next week or the week after, I will definitely need to do most of it outside. So I'm kind of looking at these couple of weeks as a bit of a lull. And the gym is cosy. And warm. And 30 seconds from the station. My feet carry me there without me even thinking about it.

The Brooks Brighton 10k is on Sunday, and it's quite a big deal 'round these parts. It's also the South of England championships for the distance. I'm so pissed off with myself for, yes - procrastinating - so long about getting my entry in that it was completely full by the time I applied a few weeks ago. 3,000 places all gone. I might do some investigations on Saturday and see if there is any way of getting a late entry through a cancellation or something. I'm not trained up for a 10k at all but I could do it, I reckon.

15 x mins crosstrainer
15 x mins treadmill
15 x mins bike (yawn)
15 x mins cardiowave
15 x mins weights