Runner's High - or not!

Everything well and truly back to normal now. A weekend of washing, ironing, cleaning and blogging and now it's Sunday evening and that old feeling of doom is beginning to wash over me. Since our return I have to be honest I haven't run a step. The sun has been shining, my thoughts are turning towards babies and prams and any spare time has been spent trying to get a little business idea I have had off the ground. I'm also enjoying being 'ache free' though I'm not too happy about the extra pounds that I can't shift. With around 6 weeks to go until the start of the Great North Run I am seriously considering deferring.

I do think that at 55 and spending 37 hours a week doing something I hate I should spend the rest of my week having a bit of fun and right now I'm not finding running a lot of fun.

I just read on twitter 'The true but rare runner's high is a zone that we enter when everything seems to click perfectly' I have yet to experience this high and I feel I've been a little short changed, surely after nearly 2 years I should have come close at least once?

I'm going to give it until the end of next week then I shall make my final decision.