Last week wasn’t foreseen. I had to fly back to the UK for a family members funeral. It was a very sad occasion and a whistlestop visit – with 5 nights in total in the UK and 2 in Singapore.
My running kit was the first to go into my suitcase. I figured it would be cold so the lings, beanie and gilet went in. I managed to run twice which isn’t much but considering the length of stay, the occasion and jetlag – I was happy with that.
I managed one run in my home town which was cold but good. I had forgotten how much I missed running in cold weather. I found it much easier and really enjoyed it.
The second run was more memorable – with forgetting to pack my headlamp – so at one point I was running in complete darkness, and had to use the torch on my phone to try and see. Thankfully I didn’t roll my ankle!
The second thing was I got lost! I didnt have data on my phone and took a slight detour – see video! I found my way back when I realised I could try and use map.me and lived to tell the tale – but that was a lot more challenging than my first run! I needed it though. The funeral had been the day before and I really just needed to let everything out in the only way I know best – to run!
I don’t know about you but I feel so much better after running when having a not so great day. My husband certainly can tell when I haven’t run for a while too, and often ‘encourages’ me to go!
Anyway I am homeward bound tomorrow from Singapore – so looking forward to seeing my boys but not looking forward to the heat!