Today is the first anniversary of when I started nervously running.
I really wanted to run this week but injured a tendon overtraining for the half marathon and I've been on the I.C and slowly improving.
It's been easy to rest the last week as I'm sunning myself on a beautiful Greek island but I snuck running gear in the suitcase and I've been praying to get a little run in!
I thought I could risk it today so up a bit earlier, hoping I wasn't too dehydrated from wine and cocktails last night. I did a gentle plod around the bay and port area which was really special and hopefully worth the slight niggle I have in my leg now.
I think I'm definitely addicted to it now. π