“Wisely, and slow. They stumble that run fast.” – William Shakespeare
I was falling asleep on my feet. Or at least sitting up. I’ve intentionally been torturing by body with poor nutrition and lack of sleep. It’s time to give it a rest. And yet, I still must function. I still feel buried in work and today I have been tasked with digging myself out. Can’t do that while sleeping.
So I went for a quick run. The sun is brightly shining and the world is at peace. The trails are still snow-packed, but the air warm. How could I resist? I have no self-control.
I was only out 25 minutes, and only averaged a 10 minute mile (that’s not too bad actually for snowy trail running and stopping to take pictures). So there isn’t much to tell.
It was refreshing.