Getting up for a 5.15am run is always one of those why moments.. especially on a Sunday. But I have always loved my Sunday runs .... always so quiet and peaceful.
Today was no exception. It had rained overnight and yesterday the land of suburbia was full of those cutting the grass. The smell of freshly cut grass that has been rained on is one of those scents I love and transports me back to happy happy childhood times. Apologies for those with hay fever... as I’m sure it’s your very own hell.
So ... off I went out at silly o’clock in the morning ... on a Sunday ! It was also the first time I ran without Michael... no countdown, no words of encouragement... how would I cope !
Well this is why I love running ... yes getting up and wondering whether to get up is the challenge, but once out there, music on, I have pure solitude to think, reflect, reminisce, without the day to day interruptions ... and today was perfect.
No countdown, no time checks ... smells to evoke some of my happiest memories... and I was lost back in time. My arm vibrated for each km, but I ignored it until km 5 ... and was about to stop when noticed I hadn’t run 30 mins yet !! So kept going and today, lost in time, I set a PB of my quickest 5k!
I love running !