Am on Week 7 again, having worked my way back from a horrid calf tear at week 8 the first time round and about ten weeks on the injury couch. Repeating some of the earlier weeks was really tough at first, my leg felt so weak initially and was prone to various odd aches and pains. However, following the work of a fab physio I plodded on, determined to get that satisfying feeling when the pure joy of the run was everything. Today was that day, running with my teenage son, (who is beginning to realise that not liking sport at school does not stop you becoming a runner - so proud of him) and with Kate Bush album 'Cloudbusting' playing through the App. ( yes - "Running up that hill"!) Ran for a few minutes over the 25 as the bottom of the track was in view and we both felt so good. Everything is at last falling back in to place. I think I found my happy place guys, and it was out there, running😀😀😀.