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Never Give Up!

It's been another busy week and my goal of getting back to running has not quite achieved... well, not yet anyway.

On Tuesday, tiredness got the better of me and my planned run turned into a short walk... but at least I was out in the fresh air.

On Thursday, I found myself at Silverdale Country Park for the Chelsea Burley Summer 5. It was almost an opportunity to run.... but I enjoyed volunteering instead.

On Saturday, I was back down at Hanley Park for another lovely sunny parkrun - being run director for the 81st time. Again lots of hurrying about - especially when a van unexpectedly drove through the park - but no actual running!

Another week almost over...

What about a Sunday run?

For the first time in about a month, I didn't have to set my alarm this morning. After a busy week and a couple of late nights (spending much needed down time with good friends), this was a welcome relief.

I thought about going for a run (maybe) but then there was the minor distraction of the test match from Headingly. I didn't hold out much hope at the start of play but as the day wore on and Ben Stokes kept on batting, hope grew. Could victory be secured?

If you are not a cricket fan, this might not mean very much... but believe me, it was an exceptional performance and an incredible victory. It should have been impossible. But he didn't stop believing that the impossible could be achieved.

How do you do that Ben?

So I won't give up.

I'll try again next week.

Look out for more running stories very soon!

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