Last Sunday, I completed the longest, hardest run I've done since starting back to training after my stress fracture in April. It was a hot, humid day, and I lost nearly 4lb over the course of the run, despite taking in a litre of water and electrolytes. I then spent the rest of the day dealing with a thoroughly unpleasant case of dehydration. I gave into it in the late afternoon and simply lay down on the living room floor and watched TV. I was soon joined by Soleil.

You can count on a dog for wanting nothing more than to just hang out with you, even if you're not doing anything at all.