Far From Flabby February

[Mid Life Crisis Marathon Man]

Still not feeling up to a run after a boozy weekend, I put this one off until mid-afternoon, then wearily laced up the running shoes thinking I'd just knock out a slow, languid 5km. This I did, except that by then I was feeling so much better that I cranked the pace a bit and instead completed a full hour of running. The amazing part about it was that I felt like an actual runner again. Now (I hastily add) this wasn't in any way justified: my pace was slow and the run flat and easy, but I couldn't help feeling chuffed, and could have gone on for quite so time longer than the hour.  Caution prevailed however, and having already covered a lot more ground than scheduled, I did not risk injury by getting carried away.

It's a very encouraging sign however, and only increases my confidence about getting back into some semblance of fitness.

Onwards then, eh?