New Way, New Life

[marathondan]

Blessed with a generous Christmas holiday, as I'm between teaching placements, I limbered up with some intensive Christmas shopping and then set myself up for my first run in three months or so. Unfortunately I tipped a pan of boiling gravy on my foot earlier in the day, which put paid to that. A week or so later, plenty of cold water and cling film, and the foot was good enough to survive half an hour of plodding. Three miles around my favourite field, swampy of course with the unseasonal mildness, was just the ticket, sweating out those Christmas chocolates and getting a little of that transcendental state that money just can't buy.

This will remain a school holidays only treat for the forseeable future, but a timely reminder that running will always be there for me. A uni week for me next week, then back into the melting pot with a placement in a robust Slough comp.

Best wishes for 2016!