Isn't it weird to get up on Saturday and realise that there is no parkrun to go to?
We got up anyway and drove to the Coombabah Lakelands. There we both went our own way - hubby did a long run and I did my 30 seconds running, one minute walking thing.
It was a beautiful morning, and so good to be outside, in the fresh air, among the trees. Green is such a soothing colour.
There were lots and lots of kangaroos out and about:
My toe felt fine, however the Achilles tendon is still niggling, which goes to show that it makes sense not to increase the running intervals yet I guess. Anyway, I'm just happy and thankful to be able to be out there and running a little again. It definitely helps in dealing with everything else that is currently going on in the world.
Take care xx