Drum roll please....
This week, I - Clotty McClotterson - managed to run for the first time in over a year.
I had literally dreamed of this for months which says a lot because I used to dream about flying (one of the best dreams I ever had was about flying over an ocean which was so so cool!) and to be able to finally manage it felt amazing.
I felt so liberated I had a few tiny tears in my eyes. In the time that I was out in the sunshine bobbing along in my trainers, listening to my upbeat iPod playlist entitled 'Excitable' and thinking about nothing other than putting one foot in front of the other, I was the happiest I had been in weeks.
I used to be embarrassed about running outside in full view of the public (other people...just like me....no way!) and this may well have been the most anxious I have been to date about a run (except of course all those dreams where I have been running from baddies) but exceeding my expectations showed me that it is literally not worth caring about what other people - and strangers at that - think about something they have no idea about. Any onlooker would have probably thought I was literally moving so slowly it was more effective to power-walk or toyed with the idea that I was actually limping, but none of them will have known how much of an achievement that was for me, less than three months after losing my stick.
So today's lesson, kids, is not to judge a book by its cover - you literally never know what their story might be. Oh and follow your dreams - you can get there if you try :)
Happy Friday x x x