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Dear Heart,
I went for a run this morning. A run - can you believe it? When I went to visit the counsellor lady, she suggested a new form of exercise to shake my body up a little. I always wanted to be one of those girls who jogs. The ones you catch at 6am wearing yellow pixie hats, having been poured into their Nike trainers and designer leggings. I wanted to be effortlessly lovely, like they were. So, from now on: I run.
After a successful session of running (NB: hereby measuring success by not having careered into any cars, humans or small animals) I met Emily in Costa for a catch-up over hot chocolate. The sugar rush was invigorating - as was the dose of hope our meeting gave me.
Love, Lydia x