Baby.

My 'baby' has wanted to be a baby this weekend. I've had to feed him from a pretend bottle.........even though he never had a bottle. It is also difficult to fit him on my lap.

Anyway - baby and I had a relaxed morning, watching yesterday's cross country in Edinburgh on catch-up. GravyC pounded the streets, and ZQ squeezed in an hour of Rugby before his DofE practise expedition.

I made up for a lazy morning with a run towards Firle - about 9.5 miles. My poor right foot was very sore......but it will have been sore for 10 years in March 2018!

I was feeling quite decrepit until we picked up 3 teenage boys who were all moaning about having just walked 10k! I even gave up my seat in the car to walk home so that they didn't have to.