And I ran ...

...for the first time in months. I managed a 9 km run non-stop for an hour. I was elated - my body felt fine, and I ran. I was smiling from ear to ear.

I hope this lasts ... the 'healthy' bit, that is. It really felt good to be going , and going, and going; each step spurring me onto the next, each kilometer a sign of a achievement since the last time I actually ran without stopping, or struggling for breath. Wish me luck!