Running.

I think blogging again for the first time in ages must've given me a real boost. I was up pretty early today so I did some stretches and went out.
It's icy cold and frosty today & I immediately regretted my decision. However, even when I know I'm the only soul around on a dark wintery morning there's always a voice in the back of my head telling me how embarrassing it would be to turn around and go straight back home. So I carried on and did my 3 miles.

I think the sharp, frosty air makes it harder to breathe somehow, I have to really pull and stretch my lungs with every breath, take my time and regulate my breathing pattern. It's like trying to blow-up a leather football beyond its capacity.

So I'm not running particularly fast or far at the moment and to be honest I probably won't increase much until sometime in the new year.

I'm concerned about the entry to the marathon today; I initially thought it was £150 but it turns out it's £300! As you can imagine, being Christmas, I just don't have that sort of small change lying around... I'll have to do some emergency fundraising.

Here's a picture of my favourite author Haruki Murakami running from Athens to Marathon, inspirational stuff!