28 minutes this morning and my speed is increasing a little all by itself.
Not only that but I read a website for novice runners which told me to SLOW DOWN in the most forceful terms possible, not to say impolite. So I have officially stopped being concerned about how slowly I run.
Meanwhile who told the birds I have been listening to Shakespeare songs? Own up!
Hey, wazzocks, you carry on singing "Hey ding-a ding-a ding" all morning and I'll start listening to Shirley Bassey through my headphones. You wouldn't want that, would you!