There’s a nasty bite to the weather as end of the year approaches, but even the wind and rain couldn’t hold me back this afternoon. It’s one of the great benefits of working close to home. An early lunch break, nip home, get changed and out for a 3½ mile dash round the block. Back home, quick shower, and back at my desk barely an hour after leaving it, glowing like a beacon and vibrating with feelings of “wellness”, as we have to say now.
Some of my good work was undone by the generosity of my boss, who’d ordered a stack of pizzas while I was out. Managed to limit myself to 3 spicy hot monster triangles. Man, they tasted good.
Despite the stiff wind and icy drizzle, I enjoyed the run. Some corner has been turned. Today I felt properly strong and confident for the first time in recent months. Tomorrow brings another long run. Then it’s off to a local gastro-pub for a New Year’s Eve meal with M. But as with today’s pizza, with a decent run under my belt, I’ll feel no guilt or disappointment about a good guzzle.
