100 Happy Days.... #32

Firstly, excuse the slightly risqué photo!

Running. It makes me happy.

Sprinting full tilt through the forest makes me happy.

Tripping over my shoe laces, bending my knee backwards, spraining/pulling/generally twanging my thigh as I perform a very acrobatic summersault and landing on my arse facing the opposite way so that by the time I make it home, Sophie welcomes me with a "oh great, you f****d up on day 1 of a 4 day weekend" and banishes me to the bed with some frozen chips.

Not so happy!