Had no plans last night but decided going for a run would be fun, right before heading out a friend texted me saying they were at a bar so I hit a quick 5k then went and had a couple pints of guinness for the first time and with it made and attempt at splitting the g for the first time
I ran it with my dad and boyfriend at the time. I came in as the last “runner” with the walkers. They cheered me on as if I had won. It was a great experienc.
Been getting reaaaaal fussy lately about the state of things and realized I haven’t gone outside or exercised in a minute. Hit a lil 5k and I’m feeling a modicum of peace maybe… Also you know I strava-d it!
Recently I’ve been taking up running as a hobby to get in shape and through this I’ve discovered an almost sub-genre of hobby being taking photos of flowers while running. It makes me feel like a botanist collecting samples of local fauna and gives me something to focus on instead of how shit I am at running.
