Seeing (and feeling the cumulative fatigue of) a 5 digit total of feet gained is sweet. Astute readers will notice I name my shoes as if they were pets (Yes I absolutely would name a dog "Black Death"). Running in Reno this week was divine, digging out my snowed-in tipi on Thursday (note 0 miles that day) was NOT. The sun is out, snow is melting, life is great.
The riffing by Abysmal Dawn on "In Service of Time" literally keeps me awake at night.