Got really bored about halfway through my run tonight. No pain or anything other than the normal pain of effort, just general weariness. Tried to snap myself out of it by thinking about my poor mum who today had to have her bad leg done (well, actually her good leg compared to the one mangled by a reckless driver) which involved the agonizing process of having three giant needles inject foam into her main artery running from thigh to ankle in an attempt to slow down the damage caused by having said leg continually overcompensate for useless leg. It made me feel very lucky that I could run at all and I finished without another thought for my 'can't be bothered tonight' non-issue.

Wednesday:

Just over 4 x mile run.