It’s always good to have an old favourite in your wardrobe, a tried and tested dress made of natural fibres, that will withstand whatever you throw at it and, which once on, can be forgotten about. For me this French Connection linen dress does the trick. It may not be the height of fashion (a stack of friendship bracelets and my new flip flops helped slightly) but the length is good enough so that I don’t have to worry too much about what I’m doing in it and given it’s age, I’m not at all precious about it even though it is cream – which is good because, having just looked down at it, I’ve got a beetroot stain on it. I mean seriously, who in their right mind prepares beetroot in a cream dress? Haven’t I read Victoria Beckham’s book about never going near beetroot?
In all honesty I’m also feeling a little delicate today, which was another reason for needing the comfort of an old faithful. I’m not delicate in the way that you might imagine, given that last night was a Saturday night – but rather because a friend and I decided that it would be a good idea to go for a summer solstice run. We ended up running 22.5 miles which was slightly longer than we had planned but it was brilliant fun and arriving by the University clock as it struck midnight is something I will always remember.
The weirdest thing both before, and after, a long run is how much you need to take on board food wise to stop everything from coming to a grinding halt and how suddenly everything becomes so much less appetising. Chicken and rice at 12.30am was not what I fancied but was what I needed. And whilst normally I would love oatcakes and goats’ cheese, it really didn’t seem that appealing. And as for jelly babies and drumstick sweets – right now I could quite happily never see either again. Well that is until next time….