Missed the national cross-country (woohoo!) as I was busy lunching with the gals. The hell that is my life. Got a bit of a hangover. Gawd, I'm such a lush. Marco and I managed to tank two bottles of Moet whilst watching Ugly Betty in our PJs. Eck, how does stuff like that happen? :)
Anyway, needs must, still went out for my run. It was supposed to be fartlek, but I opted for tempo. Took old route from work through the west end. Even managed a PB. Not bad for a gal who had her head down the toilet at 7am.