Moody

I had a run today along the beach in the cold air and glorious sunshine. It was a lovely day, but I was in a funny mood. I seemed to feel, and to some extent be, the target of the world and his pet. I'll sum it up by my random thoughts as I ran:

• Ankle socks? I bet she can't buy tights big enough!


• No, he's not "Alright" he's growling and clawing at my heels!


• My god, I thought she was wearing a hat!


• Ha ha, very funny, but I won't die of a heart attack in my forties


• I really hope that stupid extendible lead breaks, so I can give that rat a good kick


• Did you really have to scream like that? I said excuse me!

Good run though!