I was thinking of all kinds of excuses why I didn’t want to run. A very stressful day yesterday. I found that the place where I was going to store my furniture no longer have availability with just over 2 weeks to go until I move. It was still breezy. I couldn’t eat yesterday and slept badly. I was upset with people who let me down. I reasoned with the gremlins 😈 that with all this going on, I would feel better if I went running. So I did.
I knew that if I followed my usual route I might stop after 2 or 3K as I had done on my previous two runs this week, so I headed out of the village on a circular route. I really wanted to run for 5 or 6 kilometres this morning.
For the first couple of kilometres I ran steadily to warm up and felt fine, listening to Queen and starting to relax. It was sunny, but breezy. Halfway through the third kilometre I was ready to stop. I guessed this might happen, so I did the right thing in heading out of the village! The fourth kilometre was a struggle, but after that, I settled down and got into my stride again, crossing the rural part of my route. I enjoy the sound of the birdsong and the horses lining up at the fence to watch me run past. I step it out a bit for the last kilometre and stop the run, taking a break and starting a new run for 1km to jog home.
Not one of my fastest runs, but much needed! 😊
Flowers and chocolates have been delivered from both of my wonderful sons to give me a boost and I know I’ll speak to them later. 💕