Life sure does come at you fast.  After a relaxing trip to the farm, the daily grind has approached again.  The sultry sounds of my Microsoft Surface going off at 5am (for those who’re wondering, an alarm clock is about all the original Surface is good for) reminded me that it’s time to “attack” the world.  With the stiffness of a 90 year old man, I “charged” outside with a cup of coffee and the dog…for a walk.  After milking that as long as I could, I went for my run.

It was 2.46 miles.  Why not 2.5?  Because I didn’t feel like it!  No seriously, the stiffness and pain of a 6am run is exactly why I think I’ve resisted running for so long.  Yesterday’s gleeful 10am run with beautiful fall foliage and cool crisp mid-morning air was matched with pitch black, rainy temperatures and the feeling of sharp knives in the legs.  With that said, I’m done and feel glad I ran… so there’s at least that…