Morning everyone. I was in 2 minds whether to go out this morning. I don’t enjoy running when it’s swampy outside, but when I flicked through BBC Weather and saw it’s going to be like it all week, I gave my reluctant legs a talking to, grabbed the dog and began driving to the towpath before I could start making excuses or, worse, breakfast!
We’ve been away for a few days on Dartmoor, my favourite place in the world. My Dad grew up there and we used to holiday on the Moor every year when I was little. The purpose of this trip was to scatter Mum’s ashes near where we scattered his several years ago, and I purposefully didn’t take running gear, just walking boots 🥾 We said goodbye to Mum one last time and it was lovely. ❤️ She’s now back with Dad. 💕
We ate copious amounts of delightful food, and as I hadn’t run since my 10k on Wednesday, I knew I needed to get out and start shedding some of those calories!
Just a leisurely 7k out and back along the towpath, the air was thick and heavy, and there quite a few walkers, runners, horse riders and rowers. I waved to Mr Cheeky on the opposite bank as he was running a capsize drill at the club. Flossie thankfully didn’t leap in to swim over to him!
Ordinarily, with all the humidity and extra people I wouldn’t have enjoyed today’s run so much but no, it felt wonderful! I now feel invigorated, and after a yoga session I’ll feel justified in eating that breakfast!
Have a great week everyone. 😀