Back.
Back to talking about running. Back to being happy about running. Back to being me and being happy and being well.
Back to the joys of the trail, running in the rain and rejoicing in friendships and simple things like sunrises, big moons, birds singing and laughter.
The smell of the trails early in the morning, the smell of the trail just as it starts to rain. The feeling of the fresh air on your skin as you run, the beating sun on a stinking hot day and stopping for frozen oranges afterwards. Good friends, laughs and shared stories on the trails.
I have missed really immersing myself in all this. But I'm back to it and it feels marvellous.
Back to talking about running. Back to being happy about running. Back to being me and being happy and being well.
Back to the joys of the trail, running in the rain and rejoicing in friendships and simple things like sunrises, big moons, birds singing and laughter.
The smell of the trails early in the morning, the smell of the trail just as it starts to rain. The feeling of the fresh air on your skin as you run, the beating sun on a stinking hot day and stopping for frozen oranges afterwards. Good friends, laughs and shared stories on the trails.
I have missed really immersing myself in all this. But I'm back to it and it feels marvellous.
