Hooray! Today marks a Juneathon PB.

This is the longest I’ve actually managed to stay in Juneathon!

5.22km in 42min, and I managed to avoid the rain, feels like victory!

EDIT : my laptop died so this might be a little weirdly formatted.

But yesterday I had a really great time running & playing “Race Car” with my son.






He just wanted to run & and race, and it was one of the first times I actually didn’t pull the “no mummy doesn’t want to play” card, and joined in. I almost wish I had Runkeeper on, I could swear it was a good few KM in the 30 min run about!

Why do we grow up and stop loving to run about like that?