And here we are, Monday morning, pay day, my last pay day, I've properly retired at last. It's different than I expected, but it's ok. Sorry to all the English teachers starting with an and .
Yesterday my legs wanted to run, silly things, I just told them it was Sunday and to wait.
I decided I wanted to run 5k and if I walked a bit it wouldn't matter.
Music on, 5k head starts ready to start as I walk down the road. Today I headed north and kept going, where I haven't run before, past the nursery where my grandchildren went, past the school where my children went, past the house where my mum used to live, and oh! I'll go over the A27 I've not done that before. Decided the slopes not the steps, just as a young thing with a pony tail passed me and nipped up the steps.
Along the path to the traffic lights, back south heading towards home. It is slightly upwards to the A27 all the way but coming back I'd expected slightly downwards but it's up and down up and down until I turned off along the flat and home, not quite 5k so nipped into the park ran very slowly to the other end and sprinted back across the grass where a lady with a dog said she wished she could do that and we grinned
The sun shone.
Last week I read of a lady who started running last August and went to park run, last week she broke the one hour barrier and I felt so proud of her. Garmin and Strava gave me 55 minutes, NRC gave me 54 because it paused when I stopped to take the photo and waited at the traffic lights. Our pavements are shocking bumpy, I might return to the park paths for my next run shorter and faster.
I'm loving that I can get out and run, and will as long as I can.
I'm meeting a friend for a walk at lunch time and then walking with my neighbour late afternoon, she's lost a pound less than 5st and wanting to get fitter, I've already suggested she start Active 10,
Run happy or rest well.
The photo of the bridge, I will cross it and get back to 10k ๐