After my third cup of tea this morning sat looking out of the window thinking it's not raining, it's not icy, not too cold, can't use treadmill (as mother-in-law was sleeping in the room where we keep it), what is stopping me from going out for a run? Couldn't come up with a good excuse so put on my kit and out I went. Initially I thought I would do my normal 3 mile round the village route, very boring but familiar. However decided to venture further afield, our village is on a ridge so to venture out of the village you have to go down one of many steep hills which I did then ran down the bottom road and then you've guessed it had to run up another extremely steep hill. I haven't done a lot of hill running but was determined to give it a good go, I managed to get about half way up and only stopped because my right calf was killing me (I have pulled it before and had to stop running for 3 weeks). I walked the rest of it but once I got to the top I ran the rest of the way home. I loved it felt proud of myself for running on Boxing Day. Tomorrow is a rest day and Friday it's my kids birthdays (14 & 12) so know I can't go out now to Saturday.