The weight of the summer sun has taken its toll on the sky. Heavy and cumbersome, the sun has become too much for the sky to keep up all day and is let down earlier and earlier. I'll blink, and it will be winter.
Four years in the Northwest and it has been so hard getting used to the dark winters (it gets dark at 4pm!)-- so hard that here I am dreading about it already and it isn't even October yet. Patience, Daniel-san. Patience.
Just a month ago Sadie and I would head for the trails after work and there would be three hours of sunlight left in the day. Tonight half the 5.5 mile run was after the sun dropped behind the trees.
My legs are in for the shock of their life this weekend. I keep telling them it's going to be tough and they keep telling me "don't worry, we'll be fine." Okay, but don't look at me for pity this weekend.
I'm taking it easy this week. A little running, but mostly stretching, icing, heating, rolling, yodeling, ironing, and meditating. Hopefully it will be enough. :)
Today - 5.5 miles