I didn’t think we were ever going to get home. I felt certain that Ryanair would cancel again. But they didn’t and we are home. Five months it took to get back. So...Yay!
My last run in Portugal was pretty sad. The weather was terrific and the scenery epic. Getting home meant we have to quarantine for 14 days. I’ve always worried about losing momentum post Portugal, so I was thrilled when my brilliant neighbour offered me his cross trainer which he dropped off last night. It felt really rude allowing him to cart it into the garage whilst I remained socially distant. Anyway, no excuses now. I’m still getting to grips with the technology and used it alongside a Nike running machine coached run. It’s early days, but I think outside running is more me. Also the distance on the cross trainer was very different to the Nike app. No matter, I’m home, I’m moving, and I’m loving reading everyone’s posts. Happy running peeps.