The mini heatwave continues over England and the problem with us Brits is they normally come quickly such that we do not acclimatise.
After a sweltering day in the office and a sweaty ride on the train I took the hot walk to my home when I met my neighbour and fellow club mate, Rob, who looked equally bothered by the heat. "I am meeting my mate at the end of the road in 20 minutes for a run, do you want to come along?" he asked and to my surprise I agreed.
Stepping through the door I grabbed by shorts, yanked an old running vest out of the draw and put on my Monkey Feet meeting him outside his front door.
Nine very hot miles later I returned home after a very gentle paced trail run through the shaded paths of the local woods and nature reserve. Something so refreshing about an unplanned run.