I'll tell you now, I haven't been for a run outside in well over two years. If I'm going to run I want to be in the warm on a treadmill where I can watch Corrie in subtitles on the big screens and then go home and be able to say I've been to the gym. Even if I did only manage 15mins. Better than nothing, right?
It was a strange feeling pulling on my running shoes after so long but I was secretly really excited. It was super sunny and I wasn't too hungover either. Bonus!
Science made me stretch before we set off and naively suggested doing a longer route than the one I'd had in mind. But by the time we reached the end of the street an out-of-breath Science agreed that the quickest route was probably best for us... Phew! So off we ran into Newcastle from Gateshead across the Redheugh Bridge.
The Tyne is bloody gorgeous, isn't it?
Coop.
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