This little guy, Tomy Pushngo, was a gift to baby from a cousin. You push his head down and off he goes. He doesn’t go far and he doesn’t go fast. He sums up my run tonight, 4.16 miles in 39:18 minutes. Not flying, not fast. The first mile was fastest at 8:57 and the last was just over 10mins, though I did stop briefly to greet a neighbour and to inspect another neighbour’s rubbish to see if it was salvageable.
More importantly, it was my second run since Saturday and my first Wednesday run for ages. Good times.