Get up early for a recovery run before heading out for an eye examination to get new lenses, and what do I get told? I have fatty eyes.
Time to rush that blood test.
This would be so great right now. Winter is starting to set in; it’s rainy, it’s 8º freaking degrees, and I’m covered up like a wooly mammoth. But apart from that, it’s like old times.
My annual flu bout is just beginning to seep in. Nowadays it’s pseudo, tissues, lots of warm tea, and time spent under the sheets.
That being said, this article about Mexico’s notorious dug & cartel industry is fascinating, if not a little long.
Lebron, Wade, & Bosh need to take my man under their wings and teach him how to mix and match
For as long as I can remember, sitting still & being content with what I’ve achieved, is not something that I’m comfortable with.
Being blessed with the ability to fill up your lungs, feel the beat of your heart as you thump your feet, one after the other in a steady cadence.
Footsteps. Slow it down and what you have is what we do in our daily lives – roving around. Speed it up and you have what I and numerous others have found comfort & solace in – running.
I guess it’s true that we all live our lives at different speeds. Whatever pace we’re comfortable with. Some prefer to sloth around, some chase the riches to no ends.
I’m just glad to be flying home again in 7 days time.