I was in a fairly minor bike crash on Thursday and thought I’d be laid up for a while - am actually back to nearly 100% already (I got off incredibly lightly) but the main thing going through my mind for a while at the hospital was “oh fuck this is really going to screw up my running and I’ll get fat!”
Took a while before I realised how fucking ridiculous that was and that what should have been going through my mind was “oh fuck I can’t believe I landed in such a way as to only be quite achey rather than actually dead”.
Key lesson - stop worrying quite so much about level of fitness and appreciate the fact I’m even alive at all #deep 