For the record, the running isn't getting any easier and my speed isn't getting any faster. In fact, things may be getting worse. This is the cost of a glorious summer spent in Edinburgh, gulping down every bit of theatre I could. And exploring the American West with my family, in all its sumptuousness. But no running. Price is high. I can hear Father Time and Mother Earth having a good laugh at my expense every time I lace up my trainers. Sigh.