I decided last night to set my alarm for the morning so that instead of having another lie-in (F. has gotten into the holiday mode now and has been letting us sleep until half nine some mornings!), I could get out and enjoy the day.
So when my alarm went off (for the second time – I’m terrible for snoozing), I got dressed, grabbed some water and my phone with headphones and went for a run. My first ever run with a view of the sea. Well, run is quite a big word. I’m so out of practice that it was more of a half run, half walk and only two km as well (the first half was uphill though and it is pretty hot here even in the early morning).
As I felt quite pathetic but also quite flushed when I got back, I decided to jump straight into the sea for a swim. I did half an hour and that felt truly wonderful. The cool water, the beautiful view and the calm of it all – wonderful!
All I’d need now is a bike and it would truly have been my own tiny little triathlon. In fact, that would probably have been a better idea, as I’d really love cycling, whereas running has just never been something I enjoyed.
Nonetheless, I’m pretty proud I did the little bit I did – still better than nothing and much better than what I normally do!