Oopsie. It turns out running at 1am on New Years Day in the pitch black when you may be a little squiffy is not the best idea – but it is fun!
What a way to start off my 500 miles.
The first mile was a brilliant, hilarious maybe a little wee-wee moment with fabulous friends, lots of laughter and an epic fall managing one hell of a scrape of not only my arm but more importantly my phone. Eeek!
Each mile may not be memorable but there are some I will never forget. Making memories along the journey.
I suppose that is a little life lesson right there. Each day may not be an epic day but it still counts.
When I just ran past the place where I feel last night I could not help but laugh….
PS This blog will not always be about running and that malarky. Never quite sure what I will write about next….