My right hamstring is so, so, tight! When the woman at the beauty salon asked me to lift my leg so she could wax it properly I thought I was going to have to say that she would have to move it herself. I survived, and have lovely smooth legs (and shapely eyebrows) into the bargain.
I've hobbled through the day, stopping to do all sorts of hamstring stretches when I thought no one was looking. It has to get better I don't want to cut down on the running when I am enjoying it so much. Went for a 3 mile run with Stephen this evening. After being dry and sunny (if cold) all day, the rain came down as we left the house. I am not sure how I feel about this running together lark. As soon as he regains fitness he is going to leave me standing. At the moment we bimble along happily enough at a similar pace, although I will admit that I am taking it very easy this week, so the short runs with him are probably a good idea. And it is nice to get out of the house and do something together.
I think I may have a day off tomorrow, although I shouldn't as I am off to Fat Olives in Emsworth for lunch - so will have plenty of calories to burn. I'll have to see how the timings work out. I seem to have lost the knack of getting up early in the morning to go out before the children were awake. That worked OK when I was only running for 30 minutes - but trying to fit an hour or more in at that time of day means I have to get up before I go to bed.
Elder daughter informs me that tomorrow morning is the last of their SATs papers (I am not very up to date on what she is doing when because I am a Bad Mummy) and that they are having a party after they finish. Apparently she has informed the class that she will bring a cake with her.... so she turned up after school with several packets of Smarties (I won't buy them) and demanded that a cake be conjured from the ether! The result is below.