I didn't plan to do any Janathon activity or blogging today. Between working, travelling back to Inverness, and then travelling home, I didn't anticipate on having the time or the desire to do any of that. And, for most of the evening, I found that I had anticipated correctly. I was perfectly happy snuggled under my blanket, watching television, and sipping a glass of port.
I'm not sure where the surge of Janathon guilt came from but, at 9.30, I levered myself off the sofa and did my stretches. And then I foam rollered my calf (which is a bit twingey after yesterday's run and after sitting all scrunched up for an hour and half in a teensy plane seat). And then I even did my core exercises; I'm up to 30 seconds for my planks - regular and side ones!
It's not exactly exercise, but it is more than I had planned on doing. Therefore, I think that it counts and my streak is unbroken. Whew.