Christmas Eve and Christmas day disappear into an alcoholic haze. Boxing Day could have gone the same way but didn't. So after getting back from the rellies and getting the worn-out kids to bed I head out for a run. It's a struggle but I need to get back on it.
I run for 15 minutes towards Hayes. My lungs feel a bit broken from too much boozing. I'm listening to a good running pod-cast and the time drifts by. Before I know it I am in the final straight back to home. The pace has not been electric but that's not the important thing.
I've taken time to indulge over Christmas but now it's serious training time
5km
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