I’ve just got back from a run. A giant strides, air in your lungs, music blasting type of run. The sort that makes you happy and hurt in equal measure.
I had zero motivation to go this morning. The weather is grey and drizzly, and not the sort of weather which typically inspires me to get outside. The only thing which got me tying up my trainers was knowing how much better I would feel when I got back. Not just from having moved my legs, but having nourished my mind too. Running helps me organise my thoughts and makes the world seem brighter.