Madame Mo

Chose to wake up early on my last day of the holidays so I could get in a final 13 mile run before the half in a couple of weeks. Weather was set to be scorchio from early so plan was to beat it.

Me at 6am: Why why why am I awake at 6am on the day of my last chance for a lie-in. Why? Why am I going to put myself through two hours of torture when I could be lying in bed?

Me at 9am: Yes! I feel great! I'm a super athlete! I'm Mo Farah! I can now stuff myself face full of food for the rest of the day entirely guilt free! Yes!

This summer has been sadly lacking in BBQs. Today we made up for it. Then we watched the replay of that magnificent Mo moment and got goosebumps again remembering how awesome it was to be there.