Morning After
Woke up this morning with a headache and queasy stomach, late enough so that I could feel the air getting warmer as it entered my bedroom window. One of those mornings when one's world outlook is overly influenced by one's physical well-being, or lack thereof.
Running is a good antidote for that. Provided you can drag yourself out of the house. For me it has become a very cognitive process. As in "Get out there, I'll be glad I did."
And I was. I ran out to Cobbs Creek, where all kinds of summery things were going on. Gradually my fog lifted, and by the time I hit Woodland Ave I was amazed at how good I felt. Good despite, or maybe because of, a beating sun. I deviated from my normal loop and turned left on 58th St., to explore SW Philly a bit and get a little extra mileage in.
Ran this way for 9 miles. No time due to watch malfunction.
Running is a good antidote for that. Provided you can drag yourself out of the house. For me it has become a very cognitive process. As in "Get out there, I'll be glad I did."
And I was. I ran out to Cobbs Creek, where all kinds of summery things were going on. Gradually my fog lifted, and by the time I hit Woodland Ave I was amazed at how good I felt. Good despite, or maybe because of, a beating sun. I deviated from my normal loop and turned left on 58th St., to explore SW Philly a bit and get a little extra mileage in.
Ran this way for 9 miles. No time due to watch malfunction.
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