I’ve been so good, running on average every other day since lockdown. The same basic route, 10k once a week and 5-7k the rest of the time. I’ve also been doing daily yoga, gardening (my back knows about that), and I’ve been walking my dog. 🐾🐾
So today I looked out the window, saw how gloomy it was - but mostly how windy - and thought ‘nah’, I’ll go tomorrow instead. 🏃♀️🏃♀️ I will - I’ve said it here!
But I feel guilty. I shouldn’t, but I do - I need someone to tell me it’s ok! That’s what comes of being institutionalised - all my running has been done by the book, risk free. This is a risk! What have I become. 😅😅
Oh, and I couldn’t possibly disturb my slumbering cat either, could I? 🐈 💤💙