It’s been a horrible week, all idea of exercise has gone completely out of the window as my husband has been ill & had to be rushed to hospital. Thankfully he is now home and on the mend but work has to be done, and family and home have to be looked after as well as poorly hubby. Add to that driving to and from hospital in the middle of the night making my back muscles tense and therefore my back/hip worse, I was beginning to feel as I did before I started running - fat, old and decrepit. I was beginning to wonder if I’d dreamed getting fit again. But tonight...somehow...it started to feel better, so I grabbed the moment, dipped my toe in...
My first ever evening run. A beautiful, cool summer’s evening. I took it very slowly. I don’t like going slow but if I’m ever going to run regularly again I need to show some mental restraint. 2 miles completed. I did run longer than I intended but it was so nice I didn’t really want to stop, but I knew I had to sooner rather than later. Now, I feel so much better. I have done something for myself for the first time this week, and I came home to a cup of tea made by my lovely husband.
Fingers crossed I feel ok tomorrow. I haven’t been able to book any physio or osteopath appointments because life has just got in the way this week. Let’s hope my body gives my brain a break with this one! Mentally I really needed to do this run!
I really don’t think I can stop running now, this week has proved my brain needs it as much as my body!!
Oh yes, whilst I’m here, meet my wonderful shoes - Bert & Ernie 😁