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I want to take it back!

You don't always need a goal.

After the training for the 10k run Nicky and I agreed to not do anything too serious for a while. We were had-it.

It was hard that training. It was uncomfortable. It made me a bit grumpy about running too. Because why would anyone in their right mind slog up an evil hill in the middle of winter with the night closing in and the cold so bitter it was painful to breathe just walking to the gate. Why?? Because we said we would. And that got us out. Running in the rain. Running through darkness. Running away from failure.

Oh but now we get to ... Just run.

It's Tuesday. Run day. And like clockwork Nicky turned up ready for our run.

"Where are we going?" she said.
"I dunno. Let's just run."

We started so wonderfully slow and then found our flow and away we went. As Nicky says... We had a good clip on.

Running to run is the most magnificent feeling. It is magnificent. I've missed that feeling.

The maps and the stop watch and the sprints and the hills and the 6am Sunday morning runs will be back.


Until then... We're running to run.

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