Twenty before breakfast....

Miles - yeh, that's likely - no, just minutes. First time this year I've managed to haul myself out of bed for a recovery run so that I'm ready for the evening session. Was it ever a battle! You know the kind of thing, you're there in a nice warm and cosy bed and then it begins... time to run - no it's not, just a few more minutes - no, got to get up now - no, don't bother, you can do it tomorrow, etc. In the end I'm glad to say that the 'got to get up' side of the argument won.