Speed Work

Every morning on my way to work I pass by the town running track. Almost every morning I see this young lady striding out on the track. Sometimes merely jogging her way around and at others obviously testing her strength and speed against the stopwatch.
My commenting is likely to be a bit sparse tonight and again tomorrow night. We are going to a friends 50th birthday party tomorrow evening so I expect to be dancing rather than commenting. Tonight isn't looking good either. It's already 8.45pm and I'm only sitting down now with a few things to attend to online which have been put on the long finger for far too long.