For the last 5-6 days to accompany my relentless evenings out drinking I’ve started running again after a month or more of not being physically able to. The usual 5+ kilometres everyday. I’ve taken my camera with me again. Such a pain even though it’s small. I don’t like having anything in my hand when I run. I don’t run with a bottle of water (or god forbid all that artificial energy active bulls*** – just my opinion) like many runners. I make sure I drink lots before and after.
I often run in different directions and hate to have to think about how to get back-so I don’t! I just run and run until I’ve had enough. Gotten hopelessly lost in many places many times. But I always find my way back. I also hate running the same way back as I started out. Bit like my view on life really!