Pre Covid I was probably running x 2 a week (15-20k), gym for weights once then yoga at least once, perhaps twice. I absolutely love the headspace running gives me, seeing nature and the seasons change, saying hello to dogs and their walkers in the park, watching the sun rise on a day like today. And I feel so strong after. It's the bomb.
I'm now feeling very sorry for myself as since March I've had a few back niggles (they seem better at the mo) and something not right in my knee so I've not run since 21 December. My exercise now is walking everyday (god, its so boring), yoga every other day and gradual resistance training/balance to get strength back in my knee.
I'm hoping like mad, as it seems to be SLOWLY getting better, knee will be ok to start gently running in Feb. But right now I'm so jealously the zillions of new runners whizzing past me while I'm walking like an old lady. Especially on a cold, frosty but gorgeously sunny morning like today, a run through my local park is the most lovely thing.
Gah I'm feeling very sorry for myself. First world problem obv but still. 