Finally spring

Yesterday, for the first time in almost a year, I went for a run, and I enjoyed it a lot. I used to go at least once every week, then I stopped because of my foot, and when it was okay again I had fallen out of my routine, and also it was cold outside... I kept thinking that I should start again and not doing it, but recently I found myself thinking that I actually miss it, and that was much better motivation. I'm sure it had much to do with the fact that it's finally spring, not only on the calendar but also outside: there's not that much green yet but a few flowers, and I heard birds and woodpeckers, it was nice. I hope I'll be able to get into a routine again.