Retro Cat
Senior Retro Guru
I'm a bit fat, still with a dodgy eye and one dodgy ankle. It was pitch black and pissing down with rain - by rights I should've hated my run.
But something really odd happened just for once I ran the entire route, didn't pull a calf muscle, proper ran it instead of my usual shuffle and I proper loved it - I was flying!
Has anyone been struck by a similar euphoria moment by doing something dreaded or just rather mundane?
But something really odd happened just for once I ran the entire route, didn't pull a calf muscle, proper ran it instead of my usual shuffle and I proper loved it - I was flying!
Has anyone been struck by a similar euphoria moment by doing something dreaded or just rather mundane?