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I was very much in two minds whether to go running today as since Tues afternoon, after I ate a one-day-old cake from the bakery, my stomach had been queasy and I had been continually farting. I actually went in the end because I felt any shitting brought on by the running would be good from the stomach point of view. The weather was great and I hadn't done even 1 km when I took off my yellow 2nd top and stopped wearing my gloves. I had one Ps which was soon after the Platán. Thgere was absolutely no wind. I took it easy so was pleased to at least be under 34 mins. Now at 14.44 there hasn't been, as yet, any sign of me having a cold. 4.51,4.55,4.44,4.50,4.45,4.47,4.26 - this was when I realised I was feeling not bad.