I’m in Hastings for the weekend with my folks, so thought it would be a good idea to get used to the hills, in advance of the Hastings Half Marathon next year. This morning I went on a four mile run over Fairlight and struggled with the undulating cliffs. It’s not surprising really, seeing as apart from last weekend’s efforts in the gym, I’ve done next to no exercise in the last month.

It did, however, give me an opportunity to give my new running kit from Decathlon a road test. I bought myself a fleecy lined top, which is fine, but I’m not sure about the leggings. I’m a bit self conscious about leggings anyway and my new pair is thinner than a pair of Ronhills. In fact their so thin, they could almost be called tights. And with my leg hair sprouting through, my legs just look like huge lumps of burned pork crackling.