A fine wedge of cheese (in shape of run form) will, with luck, distract attention from the paucity of distance (less than a mile). For proper shapes try here.
My legs are grumpy, mainly after trotting up and down aisles at work, but both legs and head wanted to go further once I was out. Conscience however, propelled me home to the cat’s empty tummy.
In lieu of anything interesting, here is a picture of my work xmas jumper. Anyone who is an expert on such things will immediately be able to identify it as A/W2015 not 2016, but there is still a little sparkle left in that nose.