Woke up this morning feeling remarkably fresh after yesterdays mountain climb. Liam and his mother went for a walk, but I didn’t feel like walking, so stayed home and decided to go for a run later on.
Feeling slightly bored today, for no clear reason, I wasn’t really looking forward for the day. I guess you can say, I had an off day. But yet, I managed to get my trainers on and went for another 10K run on the mountain we live on.
It’s actually an old mill route, and it’s probably between 4.5-5K long – so I/ we ran it twice – to the farmers delight. I think they had a laugh, when they saw me came running up and down the mountain for the second time. Run felt good, was stronger the first time around, but had to stop a few times (thou not going uphill!) on the second trip.
My left ankle felt bad and starting shooting pains, never tried this before. I guess it must be from yesterdays climb or just going so steep downhill.
After a nice lunch and a visit to the german speaking neighbours (Gutentag, Gross Gut und so weider. Edited 19.07.12: Sorry I made this sound a bit arrogant. Sometimes I think to write more words, than I actually get down on the keyboard. What it meant to say here was: It made me, once again, wish I paid more attention in my German class in school), Liam and I went for a little forest walk and I brought my camera.
Totally saved my day (and ruined Liams walk. Guess he didn’t think about me stopping every other 100m to take photos, when he suggested I bring the camera).
But I did, and I got a few lovely shots and even some back home in the garden. Hopefully, maybe, some day I will actually buy some nice frames and maybe show them somewhere.