I awoke this morning to the call of a cockerel, confused, dry mouthed, and feeling fairly rough after a night ‘socialising’ I very carefully opened up an eyelid and shut it again fast. A merciless sunbeam had attacked me, making my brain pulsate.
I've spent the weekend in Carmarthenshire Wales, on a old friends farm. he had fully stocked up on my favourite ale and well... it would've been very rude not to.
However today was run day, and I've heard great things on the forum about running being a pretty good fix for a fuzzy morning after the night before.
I forced my heavy body out of bed and got my run kit on, checked my phone... 1°C outside... this'll either cure or kill me ...I suspected the latter. Quick munch on a nana and downed as much water as I could possibly handle without doing an impression of a washing machine whilst running, then out the door.
Not as bad as I was expecting outside, did my warm up walk around the yard and then I was off down the lane. I didn't bother with any music or tracking my stats today, making out the door alone was quite enough for me!
The piles of leaves along the lane were silver blue with the morning frost, steam rose as the suns rays fell on them. It was beautiful, I'd planned a route through the lanes to a small nature reserve and back, I literally didn't see a single car or another person for the whole run I just listened to the birds, trees and the quit burble of the local stream.
Ran for half an hour took some pics along the way and enjoyed every single one of the 30 minutes, I could've gone for much longer.
Home, showered, hangover gone. What a perfect start to the day.
Hope everyone is ok 👋👍😘
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