Lyrics: Oh where have you been, my blue eyed son?
Up early, repeatedly woken by hard rain. Prospects for this evening's cricket are not good!
What: short and easy run, perhaps fitness suite
Why: I raced yesterday so being cautious. Legs are telling me that I didn't run hard enough. Think stomach and breathing were the limiting factors.
Did I say it is raining hard? Further flood warnings.
Progress is rarely a straight line. There are always bumps in the road, but you can make the choice to keep looking ahead.