I’ve run the gamut of emotions today, for a variety of positive and strange, Mike-only reasons. Let’s start with the positive, because the last few
I’ve learned many lessons over the last few years – but one stands out as being more important than any other – and it can be summed up with a whakataukī from my adopted homeland.
At some point I had to just bite the bullet, put on those running shoes and start again – and so last Wednesday I finally plucked up the self-confidence to do it. And, of course, it went better than I thought. But it was all pretty slow and ponderous with most of my thoughts taken up with the big run coming this past Sunday – an 85 minute trail run averaging around 7min/km on uneven ground.