An Evening Run

The last time I remember going for a run along the canal to the Boathouse was in 2010, during the World Cup in South Africa. Other than jogging round Broadwood Loch once last autumn, I'm pretty sure that's how long it's been since I went for a run that wasn't on a treadmill. It was nice to feel the old endorphine buzz and the smell of sweat made me feel quite nostalgic of my basketball playing days.