Monday 29th
January
I ran 9
miles this weekend. On purpose! I chose Friday night for my long run because,
for once, it wasn’t snowing/ hailing/ blowing a gale and it was fantastic. I
ran 5 consecutive 9 minute miles- they weren’t pretty (the baby weight is
taking some shifting and I really have to run in the dark these days- lycra +
wobbly bottom = traumatised motorists) but they were fun. Obviously I define
fun differently to other people.
It was after
my shower that I realised I had the glow. Now, it’s been a long time since I
had the glow and I feared that it had gone forever but no, there it was. The
bright eyes, rosy cheeks and that smug smile that says ‘Ha. You’ll never guess
what I just did.’ I swear, even my teeth looked shinier. If L’Oreal could
bottle this glow they’d make a fortune- although their adverts would have to
change slightly… a little less perfect model and a little more ‘sweating mum on
the run’… but hey, it’s a good look.
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