I went for another run this morning.
I had trouble sleeping last night because I'm trying to write a script for Moviefest, so although I nutted out quite a lot last night there's still much to do, so I woke up half an hour after I fell asleep, and again at 3.30am and again at about 6 to think of superheroic things we could possibly do in the movie.
It became clear as I tried to fall back to sleep at about 6.45 that it wasn't really worth it, so I managed to talk myself into getting up at 7.20 and going for another run. (It took a while to talk myself into it.)
I can't believe it's easier already! I took the same route, with an extra wee loop of a side street in it and I didn't get the chest pain, I didn't feel like I was going to die at any point and the thing that kept me from running more was pain in my hip joint,k not shortness of breath. Breath-wise I think I could have run more, but my legs were like "Whatever. No."
I feel super virtuous now. Plus I still have time to dry my hair and maybe make lunch before I go to work.
PoF: polar fleece
CO: sore hip