I done a run today and it was good. Okay it wasn't. It was only 2.6 miles but that was better than I expected and worse than I hoped. Bits of me hurt, as expected but a muscle in my lower back really hurt half a mile in and took another mile and a half to settle. I'm dreadfully unfit, over-weight and ill-prepared for what lies ahead. On the other hand I done a run today and it was good. The very early morning was dark, bitterly cold and very quiet. Almost serene. It was nice to get out and be reminded why I run and why I run early in the morning or late at night. It was nice to be running again, and feel positive about it. It was nice to realise how much I actually do miss it.