It’s 04:30 and I’ve just run along The Goods Line to complete my 10.5 km journey and arrive at work 62 minutes after I left home.
I’ve done that trip, at a pace of just under 6 mins / km, four times this week. I’m taking it easy, and trying to avoid injuries.
For a while I thought I would never run again, let alone return to running the daily morning commute, so right now I am rejoicing in my return to activity. Who knows how long this resurrection will last, but yesterday my radio (on FineMusicFM) played Handel‘s Hallelujah chorus as I ran across the Harbour Bridge, and I was humming it again today. I climbed the stairs to my desk on level 10 with a spring in my step!