I'd been gussied up for a run at least two days running. Derailed the first day by family need (definitely an appropriate use of my time and skills)
Second day I am girding my loins, but also procrastinating looking at new running shoes and then my sister wants to come for a run. Now I have been for a run with my sister before which made it clear to me that I am not a social runner, so I suggested a walk (I am happy to be a social walker) but she was gussied up to run (and to be fair she is a more regular runner now than she was then).
What actually happened was that I suddenly realised that an exhibition I wanted to see (and she probably would) was closing the next day and I couldn't go the next day but I could book the last slot today... and there would be time for a little run in a nice spot. So she turned back from where she was headed, picked me up, we had a little run not so much together as in the same place (I am a lock-on to a sustainable pace person... and she isn't... not that one is better than the other) Finished that, off with the running shoes, on with the knee boots and the skirt and the jumper and to the wonderful art installation. Which I experienced lolling in a blow up chair.
Physical ✅ Social✅ Cultural✅ Psychological✅