07/01/2026
I’ve been looking back through my photos today and it’s hit me how much I miss running… especially those warm summer runs.
The lighter evenings. The fresh air. The feeling of freedom. The version of me that felt calmer, stronger and more like me.
Right now it’s winter, it’s cold, it’s dark — and if I’m honest, I’ve been in a bit of a slump. Running hasn’t felt easy, natural or joyful the way it once did.
But scrolling through these memories has reminded me how important it is to me. How much I miss that feeling. And how much I want to find my way back.
So this is me putting it out there:
I need to get back outside.
No pressure. No expectations.
Just gentle miles, fresh air, and doing it for my head as much as my body.
Here’s to slow starts, brighter days ahead, and finding my feet again one run at a time 🧡🏃♂️