Keep On Running
At 7am I drag my sleepy ass out of bed; enquire at Tooli’s door if she is conscious and willing; and then I go downstairs and pull my bike out the shed.
By the time I have got my bike round the front she is at the front door step... and we set off.
To the end of the road; turn right; down to the beach then left straight on....
Oh to the car park at the beach; turn round and head back.
We pass the lady with bike and dog twice; we pass the Pet Shop lady with Labrador; sometimes the two men on bikes pass us and say ‘morning ladies’
I take videos of us running and post them to Instagram... today was especially awful. It was cold, dark and threatening rain. The way along was blowing with us - on the way back - against.
I could barely breathe when I got back... but guess what
I’m Gonna do it again tomorrow