This is written during a brief hiatus from blogging, when I had no internet connection for three weeks

I’m sore because I’ve overdone things as usual. I’ve been in stealth mode for such a long time, way too long for my liking. I used to be active but ever since I moved to London I terribly missed cycling and I could never find someone who was interested in running. I’ve tried a few times on my own at 6 in the morning just before people would go out to walk their dogs but it just wasn’t the same, it wasn’t a Vondelpark, it wasn’t safe, it was London…

But I’m back on track and I ran last Sunday along the canal for an hour and half. It’s so amazingly green out here and quiet and safe and strangers walking their dogs say hello to you when they pass you by while you stretch or sit on a bench to rest. And while I was running I knew I would push my limits because I so missed it. All I wanted was to go faster but I need to get my fitness back first and take things slow for a while.

Of course I wanted to run yesterday as well but I thought it would be best to give my legs a rest. They feel extremely heavy like lead and even cycling took a bit of an effort but just the fact that I can do this again is worth the muscle ache. Yesterday the weather was a bit dreary compared to all of last week so it was okay to take a break but today the sun is out again and I’m ready to get out there and get my muscles all sore *kidding*.

I can also finally use this really cool gadget again which was a gift from my ex-colleagues from the Rietveld academy when I left the country.