My happy place

I've just started running on Monday nights with a local JogScotland running group. Tonight I didn't want to go. I was tired. It was cold outside. The tiny wee cough I've got could have developed into pneumonia if I left the flat...

But I went. And I'm glad I did. Yesterday I cooked a curry for 10 hours in my slow cooker. The thought of it kept me going for an hour while running. And I can confirm it was amazing. (The curry, not the run. I'm not that person yet). And my slippers have never felt more comfortable.

Welcome to my happy place.