Today's run home was one of those rare times when I'd rather have hidden under a blanket. My usual route home felt boring and uninspiring. The freezing headwind made my eyes water. My legs were dead tired, my rucksack was heavier than usual and the skies were overcast. The only thing missing to hurl me into depression was a Leonard Cohen song.
Then I came home to a warm apartment, where our two cats made it very clear they were happy to see me. After that I received some really great news. And, as if that weren't enough, the latest issue of Runner's World just arrived in my mailbox.
So what if the skies are dark? In here the sun is shining.
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