I'm going to start right off the bat with yesterday evening.
I am a huge fan of running, however I am also a huge fan of reading on my tablet whilst sipping some hot English Breakfast. These are hugely contrasting activities, so in order to get my butt up and running (harhar not on purpose) the conditions either have to be 100% right or my mind has to be 100% focussed on running. Super great runs usually occur when both of these things are happening at the same time - RARE.
Last night:
1. My friend/running partner was at a fancy cocktail party and I was alone
2. I got home at 7pm and it was dark
3. I had sushi waiting for me in the fridge
4. It was hot
5. I had a book to read
6. I had the latest episode of Girls to watch
7. I felt sad
BUT
I got home, I pulled on my kit, I nabbed my landlords (Hi Nadia! Hi Paul!) handsome and excitable puppy dog (Hi Colin!), I cranked up the Billy Talent on my ipod and I headed on up to Bulwer Park. In. The. Dark.
It was pretty darn dark by then guys and to be honest when I first headed out, my heart was thumping so loudly that I couldn't hear the words to "Fallen Leaves". But as I got going I became so amazingly comfortable. I was just a girl walking up the street for a run in my local park. Don't get me wrong, I am always very cautious when walking in the street, no matter what time of the day, I am always alert "just in case", but I wasn't totally terrified to the point that I wanted to throw in the towel and head on home.
By the time I got up to the park, it was so beautifully lit up by all the streetlights and park lights I felt totally re inspired to run my heart out. Colin and I ran about 4 k's and then did a nice walk around on the grass with some calming Tchaikovsky. It was total bliss.
So here is to another good run!
xxx
