Just touching base to say that mfam is still alive but not kicking so much, because it's too bloody hot here to do any more than curl up in the vegetable tray in the fridge with an IV of chilled rosé, and wait until it rains.
My silence and relative penury of running is not only explained by the heat (close to 40°C yesterday, well over my tolerance levels). Since the holidays began, we have had visitors arriving and leaving in a constant stream. I got sinusitis for the umpteenth time. Then came the cherry on the top - Kiddo's appendix decided to do an improvised remake of 'The Alien", and attempted to burst within his abdomen whilst he, Calculus and the Queenager were helping Bigfoot (his brother) to move house 90 km from home last weekend, resulting in emergency surgery and an unexpected week of running back and forth to Nîmes hospital in the battle bus (our ancient VW bus) until he was discharged.
I now have a grumpy Kiddo back home who is most unimpressed with not being allowed to run, swim or do any other form of sport until September. Gary the Gremlin suggested that I should stop running by solidarity until Kiddo could run, and was told to take a long walk off a short bridge. The mind-bogglingly hot temperatures put paid to any running anyway, and he knew it. But last night a storm blew across the village, and this morning mfam was into her running kit and out of the door at sparrow fart, i.e. before the "chilly" 21°C temperatures increased.
And oh, boy, was it good: 4 k of running to my favourite playlist as I dreamed, plotted and schemed, then a ten-minute session with audiofuel's 'Polyrunner' bundle. I was surprised to see that I haven't lost too much fitness despite the infrequent running. The thinking time opened the door to positive thinking and planning. I realised just how important running is for my balance and happiness - I've said it before, but when I started out on the C25K journey I never imagined for a minute that I would finish it, let alone that it would end up being more important for my mental health than for my physical condition.
I've now got my sights set on losing the 4kg of BBQ and apéritifs that have taken up residence on my nether regions since the heat set in. And that's just for starters. This is one of the songs that made me smile on my playlist this morning. Happy running, folks!
I live in the Languedoc, not far from Montpellier in the Hérault valley. It's a gorgeous place to live but when there's a heat wave it's torture. As for the music choice, I love this track. My teens just roll their eyes when they hear my choice in music blaring out of the kitchen. 
Fingers crossed that destiny hasn't planned any hiccups in the immediate future.
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