Friday cold wind howling, rest day Saturday, just feel tired, cold wind howling, wimp the run Sunday, still tired, cold wind howling, not normally a running day Monday, I understand that my recovery from Comrades is not yet complete, though my legs are getting perky....
The only problem about recovering from Comrades; from a big near 12-hour challenge, also from monnths of training almost as hard as I can. I can’t run. Otherwise its great. Lazy easy runs, time to enjoy them. Feeling strength return. Run-health fizzing through...
Hunted a pic this morning. A near-full moon hung perfectly, low in the Nek between Table Mountain and Lion’s Head, where first I ran the mystic. No good shot from my streetlight lit street. I’ll make do a picture-perfect running memory instead....
Jogged this weird-warm winter morning; a shirtless ode to summer Eyes filled with stars. Legs a little stiff. Saturday’s morning’s 13 k: Too much fast, too much fun. No training burden, you see. Just running playfully. ...
Moon high, Venus bright in a clear sky, city still; mountain quiet under its cloud; silence of a crisp morning before the first bird. Three joys of winter. Focus: car backs from garage at me padding the middle road, bright headlights rush at us. Three beings at the...
