I finally got out for a run yesterday evening. I was hoping for a 10km, but to be honest was too lazy. Still, it’s pretty good compared to this time last year when I just sat on the couch.
I’m finding it so difficult at the mo to go and run. Talking about falling off the wagon, I’m tempted to jump off it. I used to think ‘shall I go for a run today’ and find myself in my running gear and ready to go. Now I have to spend hours cajoling myself. The only thing keeping me going is I’ve been talking relatives in to doing Parkrun in June at a big get together, so I HAVE to do it, and have to keep practicing til then (I don’t want to be last), and the post Parkrun breakfasts with VRBs.
So here’s to breakfast tomorrow. I’m planning on going to Bramhall. Expect to see UnfitNoMore and miss UNM there. Anyone else going to Bramhall?
Photo is if the drifts of ‘fluff’ from the trees 🌳. There was so much it looked like snow. I didn’t listen to anything on this run, I just tried to be ‘mindful’ and notice things around me. A couple of detours from the usual route mixed it up a bit and added a little hill at the end 😬