Family gathering last night. I'm famous for being the last man standing, however I was the first to bed at 2.30am (my in-laws know how to party) not because I felt I had to, but because I wanted to run this morning.
W3R2 in the bag. My first run away from home too. It's given me the confidence to break away and try new routes at home. Can I call myself a runner yet? 😂