I went for a run (jog, stagger)

Having not gone skiing at the weekend I felt I needed to do some exercise to make up for it (and I felt less knackered than usual for a Monday too). I went for a jog by the river - with the hundreds of other people doing the same thing. Lovely weather for it.

Doug is convinced that running is the most dangerous sport in the world. I managed no serious injuries although my underwear has rubbed a hole in my chest which is rather painful.

I read a book about someone who went running despite not wanting to and ended up LOVING it, just can't see it. I think I am missing endorphins in my genetics or something.