and when the rainbows shining over you...

I like rainbows I do.

This one was a welcome break. The girls at my running club were amused to see me stop on the track, literally squeal, pull out my phone and take this shot. A genuine squeal of rainbowsparklie excitment and a welcome excuse to grab a breath mid training.

More poignantly the building on the hill was where I 'lived' for 6 months last year. I've taken up running as part of my recovery and the connection between the hospital and the athletics track is powerful.

From inside the oppressive walks of the institution the track was a welcome view. Not least because it changed, different people, groups, competitions and school children bunking off school. The TV was regularly broken, so this was often my Freeview. I so yearned to be free enough to run around the track, even at one point suggesting I could have escorted leave on a lead. I hated exercise but the thought of staff standing in the middle of the field holding a lead so I could run round and round like a dog was appealing! Barking!

Now the imposing external walls serve as a reminder as I tire on the track. I want to recover, well I certainly don't want to be back in there. I want to be free, and yes that even means in all weathers clocking up the miles on the track, building up stamina and breathing the outside air.

So last years hell continues to motivate this year's marathon training journey of recovery. As I took this shot I took time to realise just how important this relationship is. I gave a wee smile as the two were held under the arc of a rainbow in all it's beauty and magnificance.

I like rainbows I do!