Eleven days. Eleven days. I finally got back on the road today, emerging from two weeks of crazy work, and a great weekend of skiing.
The weather was nasty, but the runner was nastier. At least I got out again, and feel great. Even a lousy run is great, sometimes. I needed to get out as I had
reached the end of my ability to not run and still maintain sanity -- I can get really grumpy when I don't run.
Back at it. Finally.
The weather was nasty, but the runner was nastier. At least I got out again, and feel great. Even a lousy run is great, sometimes. I needed to get out as I had
reached the end of my ability to not run and still maintain sanity -- I can get really grumpy when I don't run.
Back at it. Finally.
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