For once I'm not going to rant on my blog. I suspect the PMT is subsiding

I had a marvellous time at the hands of London Transport this morning. I couldn't be fached to get together a whole new trainer based outfit (the joy of having to be "smart" at work, means I have to change when I get to work if I've been walking. You look a tad silly in a posh skirt and pair of trainers) so I got the bus. And it's a school holiday, even in Jewish world, so the buses are, dare I say it, pleasant. I got a seat from Kings Cross on the tube. It didn't stop anywhere it shouldn't. No-one hit me. All good. How it should be.

My entertainment for the journey was the Chris Evans Best Bits Podcast. I'm loving podcasts - I wish the BBC would do more, because I'm crap at listening to the radio. The Now Show one is one of my weekly highlights - though it does turn me into the local grinning lunatic. I don't think you're supposed to randomly laugh out loud in the middle of Morrisons, even if you are wearing headphones.

Whatever you think of the Ginger One, he's a flippin good broadcaster, especially condensed into 30 mins, and he has some interesting guests. One of whom last week was Professor Heinz Wolff, who is apparently interested in inventing things to help older people stay independent. I duly flagged this up at work, so that would be nice if we could do something with him - he's cool.

Job application forms completed (save for a bit of tinkering) - 1. V good.

Number of times I have trained for my 5K run in 3 weeks 4 days - ummmmmm, yeah. Not good.