So tonight’s work out involved 3 x 400m runs carrying a medicine ball…. 😩I felt like Baby from Dirty Dancing ‘I carried a watermelon’ 🍉 I’m grateful that the work out is over and also grateful that everyone puffed ‘good on you’, ‘nice work’, and ‘you can do it’ as we passed each other. So much spirit and comradely. Six months ago I couldn’t have run all three sets… tonight I ran all of them with a medicine ball. I’m slowly becoming the happiest, healthiest, and best ‘me’ that I have ever been.