Plummeting back to earth.
The enthusiasm of my previous post was massacred today by a very rough day at work. It was one of those that occur only one or two times per year, and successfully quelled both my energy and motivation. Even so, I thrashed out a useful 8km, and a mighty destresser it turned out to be (aided, it must be said, post-run by a wonderful Kirin Megumi* supplied by the angelic Mrs MLCMM).
It's amazing how quickly time passes, and how the kilometres whizz by when you are fulminating in running shoes. And it's a far, far better thing to do in taking out one's frustrations in running kit, than in email... although that course of action still awaits the morrow. A good run and a night sleeping on it may, however, just dampen the fire of my ire sufficiently to remain calm and sensible.
Running, you may have just saved my job.
* It turns out that this blighter is their low carb offering. Whether I'll still be impressed when not under the influence of work, remains to be seen.
Forward March
