With all the drama in my life recently I've managed to go a week without a run but I'm home now so no excuse.
Woke to a lovely sunny morning (definitely no excuse). Husband said we had too much to do to go for a run but was easily persuaded so off we trotted.
It was so warm! For the first time in months I was just wearing a long sleeved running top and leggings, no hat, gloves or jumper. It felt so freeing. Did my usual 0.5 km warm up walk which takes me to the start of the path across the fields. Mr OBK had run on ahead of me and was off in the distance and as soon as I set foot on the path I thought 'I've completely forgotten about mud'. There was hardly any grass to run on, just mud and puddles, running on sandy soil for five weeks has spoiled me for Essex clay.
As I slowly and carefully continued I saw husband turning back. When he reached me he told me it got worse further on so we turned back and ran on the road. This isn't my favourite surface but it was wonderful to be outside in the spring sunshine admiring the scenery.
When we set off I decided that this would be a shorter recovery type run. I only did 4.1 km in 33:47 before deciding I'd done enough, I needed to get some bread and milk for breakfast and wanted to have a minute before going into the shop.
All in all it felt pretty good. Tomorrow's my runniversary but I don't plan to run, I'm hoping to do Parkrun on Saturday and don't want to run 3 days in a row.