And dragging yourself out for a run when you've had a big day, it's dark, threatening rain and kinda cool... well, that's not exactly inspiring stuff. Still, I did it. My littlest came with me on his bike because he had more energy than sense and chatted and chatted the whole way. Topics of conversation? Lego. You could build a bike from Lego. And it would be great because you could make it into other things too. And then you could make a bike that could fly. And one that could float. And... and... and...
Sometimes having a distraction or 50 is kinda good when your brain is fighting enjoying your run. And all of a sudden, you discover that you're almost back to the car, the time has whizzed by. You got to see mist rising off the river... see a double rainbow... laughed at the cows almost falling in the Trent... saw the most delicious golden light... together with fearsome, breathtakingly dark and foreboding storm clouds... and suddenly you realise that going for a run wasn't about the act of just going for a run. You got to spend time with your 8 year old where he didn't sulk, he chatted, laughed and was a happy bunny. You got time to draw a line under the big, crazy day. And you got to be outside in the fresh air and see all the things you'd never have seen had you stayed tucked up inside.
And running whisked you along through all of that loveliness and kept you going just long enough to really appreciate it.
Yeah. After 238 days straight of doing this, I've still never regretted a single run. Nice. :o)
*happy dances off to make a cuppa*
Geeky stats stuff
|Avg Pace:||8:15 min/mi|
|Elevation Gain:||31 ft|