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On the road again

I was so inspired by my reminiscing yesterday, that I dusted off my trainers and went for a run. There is something about putting thoughts into words, that completely clears issues up and makes everything seem so simple; if I love running, then I should go. However for those lovely friends who know me well, my life is not quite so simple as to 'say and do' at present. I too yearn for simpler times (quoting Viki) where I can think and see clearly.  If I stop still for a minute and take a good look in the mirror, then I can say that I did Stay Gold, a little pale, plenty of wrinkles around the eyes under the grey bags and hair that Lisa Lovelikins would be ashamed to have ever been associated with but there is a glimmer of gold. I am true to myself, if a little harsh and will always march to the beat of my own drum.

It was such a challenge to even get out of bed to go for a run, that I couldn't possibly have remembered my camera. I did have to dig my trainers out of the most appallingly messy pile of shoes in the kitchen, fondly called 'The Shoe Place', that I felt that it could definitely do with a make over. There is fortunately no 'before' picture in this instance as it was far too gruesome for Ridgeway Cottage, but the 'after' is pictured below.


And finally a note to myself is that I should not fall into the pit of despair if that is the only run I do for a while, I have been back on the road and I can do it again.

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  1. Susie im so glad that you went for your run . When you look in the mirror you should see what everyone else sees which is a beautiful person inward and outward . Im sure your hair is as lovely as always! Small steps Susie....early days still.....give yourself time......thinking of you......xxxxx

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