I think I have hit upon my running elixir - solitude. Many people do very well in groups and constantly being engaged. For myself however, I do best when I am able to restore myself...well...by myself. Why else would I wake up at all odd hours just to listen to some music and run?

Although I love the cold, it makes me even more solitary if I am not careful. It has been getting dark here by 5pm and I doubt listening to Ari Hest all day and running 2-3 hours every morning and isolating myself is the best idea - it cant be!

As Chekov observed "Any idiot can face a crisis - it’s day to day living that wears you out." Sometimes it seems as if its the overachieving perfectionist streak is what keep me running and literally use it as a form of medication (and meditation). I guess sometimes, its the promise of my next run that keeps me alive!

Anyway, I write this post at 6.05pm - just after my first session at work is done with and its pitch black outside. Something tells me I will have the perfect run tomorrow. I shall report back!