So my first run in about a month was pretty much as worse as it could have been. The plan was a 30 min light run to ease myself back into it. Unfortunately I got COMPLETELY lost and ended up running uphill, with the wind against me for a good hour, all the while wanting to shoot myself. Now this is not even logically possible. Surely if one goes up a hill on the way there, they will then come down the hill on the way back? Apparently not. Every road I turned down was even more horrendous than the last. I would say I won't be going that way again but, as I had no idea where I was, I can't be entirely certain.
Positives:
- This is only the beginning.
- My next run will feel like a piece of cake compared to that bad boy.
- I still managed to run the most of it.
- I appear not to have injured myself.
- I didn't have to get a taxi back from my run (Not going to lie, it was awfully tempting). I found my own way back.
- I can only conclude that my sense of direction is getting better...
So that is me for today. My next run is planned for tomorrow evening. I think I'll brave the public and go to the park for it. At least I will be able to find my way back...
Happy Eurovision
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