Dear Blog,
I woke up far too early today. My dad's alarm woke me up. It wouldn't usually but I can't have been fully asleep. I couldn't drift back off so decided to get out of bed. I felt really tired.
I had to have a quick splash in the shower then made the short walk to the woods to begin my run. The nettles are out in force once again. I somehow managed not to get stung. My back or pirifomis or whatever the hell is wrong with me doesn't appear to hurt when running. Just when walking.
My legs had no strength in them whatsoever. It's amazing how quickly I loose fitness. It's ridiculous. My base mileage has been shit though since last October thanks to repeated injuries. Not good.
The run was mega slow. 30 minutes. I felt I was struggling too. There were a few bunnies running about. I also saw a young stag, his antlers just starting to grow. It was stood in an adjacent field as I passed by. It looked at me, noplussed.
30 minutes in the bag. I'll wait a couple of days before doing another 30. I prefer to run every day but I have to build right this time.
I miss her so much. I just loved being with her. I thought she felt the same. She said she felt the time. When does the hurt stop? How is anyone else ever going to want me? Do I have to wait another 27 years? Fuck that. I can't stand this life. Fuck.
That's all for now dear blog.
