Today has been one of those “why live somewhere else?”.
Today was a good one to go to Oriental Parade to start a run. A day of clear skies, calm wind and a picturesque harbour.
At the end of the run I sat on a bench, Massive Attack in my ears, admiring the beauty of the sailing boats on the water, the rowers doing their thing and even a paddle boarder exercising. All with the Interislander sitting in the background.
We started with a quick shopping trip at the market for fruit and vegetables. A little piece of behaviour reduce the influence of the two supermarket chains.
Today I ran for 30 minutes for somewhere between five and six kilometres. That is the most I have managed in nearly 2 years. The plantar fascitis has been a real drag on my activity. My foot is better, not painful now, but still stiff. My fitness has waned badly. A few trips to the gym and using the exercise bikes has helped my cause.
So maybe now I have turned the corner and there is still life in the legs and lungs yet. Another half-marathon? A first full marathon?
