Im not going to lie. 2016 hasn't been kind to us. Between losing our American Visa's, to almost being arrested, to moving back to England, to having a mysterious illness that 9 (YES 9) rounds of antibiotics can't cure, has been exhausting. And thats just a snippet of our hellish year.
I have always been an advocate for exercise and getting those wonderful endorphins flowing. However in the last few months Ive become insular, lazy and a little depressed.
In order to try and motivate myself I signed up for a half marathon. But with moving house and a few more excuses I've barely trained at all.
Last night for a split second, I was in the mood to go for a run. I knew that if I didn't go right that second, that I would soon change my mind and think of another excuse. So thats exactly what I did. Swiftly put on my running gear, grabbed my headphones and shouted "off for a run- back soon" to my husband as I was half way out of the door.
I hadn't run in a while so I had told myself I would just do a few km. But as I was running, I felt so free. I took in the beautiful rolling hills around me, ran through the quaint and pretty village (Which has some adorable shops that I must go visit). It was the most relaxed I had felt this year.
Then it began to rain. Beautiful light raindrops. The rain you see in films, so refreshing and dewy.
Running in the rain felt so imperfectly perfect, it was exactly what I needed. It was a little escape.
I ended up running for 6 miles (about 10km) and I loved every second of it.
Im going to try and run twice a week. I need those endorphins and also the break from the housework and children was much needed.
Do you take time to work out?
Thanks for taking the time to read!
p.s. The happy rain running moment was OBVIOUSLY selfie worthy.