Life on a canal barge, I've always thought, must be mind numbingly slow. Yet it has an appeal that enforced relaxation brings...there is nothing to do, so 'do' nothing. Embrace it. Finally I have drugs for my chest infection, but have continued with lite running duties. I took a run out with colleague Stewart on Thursday. We found the canal, eventually, and enjoyed the early morning solitude. Stew runs 'occasionally' and our pace was leisurely, shall we say. Excellent.
