My press-ups did their job yesterday. I applied for jobs and signed up to some career sessions. And I know I promised to repeat the exercise again this morning, but I can’t manage to do one! I’ll try again tomorrow. The main thing is that it kicked me back in to action.

It is great to be out again, after being obsessed about the poor air quality where I am. Today is a nice sunny spring day – with poor air. There’s nothing I can do about it when I’m out and about, unless I change my routes. What I can do is fix the air in my flat. I’m still shocked about how bad it was. The good news is that I’ve found out and found a way to improve it.

Geeze. One day I’ll get back in the habit of managing a few hundred words in one go. This one isn’t too bad. It’s only about 30 hours after starting it.

I’m not making it up about the clean air. At the moment, it feels like I’ve found a miracle cure that has given me a clear head, where every breath is a pleasure, and every space I’m in feels different. That’s the best way to explain things. I’m sure this is a combination of many things, but the clean air is the key. I have the feeling I used to have when I was running well. Everything felt as if it was working well and I felt ten foot tall. That feeling would only last for a few minutes. I always knew that there would be a pay off afterwards where I may have over trained. But I’m sitting down and enjoying this feeling now.

I’m going out on my own to see some classical music on my own tonight, and I’m excited about it. So I must give up on this blog and let it fly.