“In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.”
– Margaret Atwood
Today, the inconceivable became possible once again. This evening was possibly more awesome than Christmas, New Year and the Winter Solstice combined.
Today there was finally enough light in the sky to allow me to squeeze a trail run in AFTER work.
I only managed to run 9km before I had to surrender to darkness once again, but I don’t care. A little staggering around in the dark has never killed anyone and more importantly, I managed to get safely back to my car without the need for any lights at all. That’s right – for the first time this year, I was able to run after work without having to resemble a renegade Christmas tree.
I can’t stop smiling. The seasons are finally turning and this is only the beginning.