Saturday Morning Run

Never ever would I have imagined myself running along the Clyde footpath before 9am unless I'd been at a party the night before and was being chased home by some over zealous neighbourhood watch nazi. Nevertheless I found myself chasing Richard down to Glasgow Green and up river towards Rutherglen. Not a bad morning for it either and watching the racing skiff crews being shouted at by grey haired men on bikes kept my mind off my aching legs.

Pretty pleased with the 10k time here. I've knocked another two minutes off my personal best.