I was woken this morning with a phone call from work. It's my day off and I realised that every day off I get s***e from work, someone's gone sick, can I pop up for a few hours, someone's said someone's been rude to them can I pop in and smooth things down, so suddenly my decision to retire was made for me.I haven't run this year, and there's another round of really awful colds knocking people down, so I was determined to run before I get sick again or I have to go into work.
We went to the river, it was fairly full, flat and murky looking, looked across at the downs and could hardly see them.
Cross the bridge set the NRC mile run, it has been 25 days since I last ran, we both set off running together then Willow dropped back to a walk and off I went, deep breaths of cold air, wish I'd brought my buff, freezing face, freezing hands, should have worn gloves, it's 1 degree by the way.
Big big grin spreads across my face, I'm going to have more time for this! What fun.
1k and turn, 8.56 so faster than usual, point 6 on way back then brisk walk to car, Willow met me on the bridge he'd walked almost all the time I was out running
Run happy or rest well
Sensible decision
Decision Made - I'm moving on
Hard decisions - to race or not to race?
Boxing Day impulsive decision
Good to hear from you Sola, nice run and despite the murkness a nice photo too👍
Thanks Al