...and It feels goooood!
Yes, I was passed by young people, seasoned runners and, possibly, someone on W8R1 but I didn't care. I had leapt out of bed like a slightly portly gazelle, eaten my banana, donned my togs and was out of the door by 6am raring to go. Now I look appalling but I feel good.
Weeks ago I was a 57 year old woman carrying a few pounds - well, quite a few pounds - and hauling herself about unhappily trying to be invisible. Not much has changed but my attitude. I am really proud of what this body has done.
Have a lovely run today 😊