I had the worst week of my life last week. I won't go into details here but it involved mice and a major family feud! For lots of reasons I managed to run only once in the week and I can't tell you how much I missed it. What was worse, I couldn't access this site for your great support and to read your posts. Disaster!
Today I am back! Had a lovely slow run through the arboretum and it really did act as a balm for my soul. With each kilometer I felt the stress ease and life was again put back into perspective. The colours were absolutely stunning (will take photos next time), the weather was crisp and cool and it even started to rain on the final K. I love running in the rain. Then came home and ate a bowl of pasta. Perfect!
I now don't know what I'd do without running. Its such a stress buster and all last week in the middle of all the sh*t going on I kept thinking I need to run I need to run!
It really is like a drug and I so couldn't wait to get out today. I was like a child at Christmas! Running gives me strength, balances my life and makes me feel invincible! (oh and it's given me a nice tight bum too!)
If we could bottle this feeling we'd make a fortune. Aren't we so lucky to have discovered it?