...only two weeks ago this was my bliss on Sunday early morning
I was sitting with a cuppa and a Japanese Crochet pattern book on my balcony being so hot from the sun, that I had to come inside after only 15 minutes again.
This weekend all you could see was thick fog, and the only way to enjoy a cuppa and good read would have been wrapped up in gloves, hat and a jacket. I don't actually mind, I just can't deal with the extreme fall in temperatures sometimes - on Friday we were sweating like pigs and today it's chilly.
But on the other hand, this helped my this morning during my 1km run, as for a change I was not dripping in sweat when I came back home.
Yup, that's right - I have started running/jogging/power-walking 14 days ago. Despite me walking as good as everywhere and eating healthy I was just not shifting the weight. To top it all off my cross-trainer decided to die on me after two years of service and I had to look at other means of keeping fit.
So, we started to power walk/jog three times a week. The first day was awful, I thought I was going to die for sure. My knees were giving in and quite painful but it is getting easier and easier every time.
This morning I just pushed myself to make sure I just ran all the way from our house to the castle at the seafront which is a 1km distance. I was so proud of myself and almost made it all the way back in a jog too.
I am so channelling my inner Linford Christie - watch out!