It's been nearly 8 weeks since I have run.
I never thought I would love running this much but I can honestly say I miss it and I love it.
I love the way I feel after a long run, after a fast run, after a recovery run. I love fuelling my body, pushing my legs, my lungs, my heart. I love the taste of salt on my lip mixed with the sweet raspberry hammer gel. I love going far from home knowing I have to return.
I miss the sunshine and the sweat soaked shirt even when its so cold outside you wonder how you can sweat. I miss the music screaming in my ears. I miss the hours out of the house and in the fresh air. I miss being in my own head with no one else. I miss visualizing my day with Ironman, visualizing the emotions, the feelings, the pain. I miss running.