I don't know what it is about February, but I'm always glad to see the back of it.

Maybe the cold weather that forces one to remain indoors most of the time makes one dwell on things too much - on the state of society, the ills one cannot solve, and things like that - and thinking too much about such things fills one with too much negativity. I'm glad to be Marching on.

Estate agents and solicitors in London are the pits. (I would tar them all in general with the same brush, except I know some of you who are, or have relatives, in these fields, so I'll limit my brush to my waters.) Estate agents, especially, seem to talk to you like you don't matter much, like if you don't buy a property there's always someone else lining up after you. The one we're dealing with is clueless and ambiguous about things. Ask a few questions - "I'll check it out" and never does. Solicitors - gosh, I've never known people to be so litiguous about their time. Every five-minute phone conversation you have with them costs you. The one we have seems to want to find fault with things, so he can have more work to do, ostensibly on our behalf, and charge more. Both never return calls promptly, but the moment you whisper "Sale agreed" and they can smell commission, you're their new best friend. Wow.

We're still in the same place waiting to move. Should be soon, though.

I've not run since mid-February. (Do brisk walks and sprinting for the buses count?) To be honest, I've enjoyed the break from running, not having to kowtow to the minute/mile ratings and all the other statistics. Obviously that isn't something I intend to keep up long-term. But I'm fortunate enough to have the excuse of a cold and let my nose do the running. Someone will have to design Nikes for Noses. At the moment, I'm flab-licious, but the scales are in my favor. Thanks to genetics, I've never weighed beyond 140 in my life ("shrimp"), and whether I run or not, eat crap or not, that makes little difference - a few years ago, on top of big meals I ate an ice-cream every day after lunch for a month and at the end I gained something like half a pound. Supersize me!

It's been a mild winter, thanks to global warming. It's 60F today and will be around that mark this week, I think. I'm still waiting, though, for the next cold snap, expecting Winter to dump its remnants on us. It's lovely and bright in the morning at 6am, although it'll be at 7am when we push back the clock at the last weekend of March. I'm looking forward to longer days.

Can anyone see the pig icon in the address bar? Or is it just working for me?

Enough verbal diarrhoea - I shall post more exercise-related stuff when it happens. In the meantime, happy running everyone!