Monday, 29 January 2018

G is for 'Get the Glow!'


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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