So this pretty much sums up my life: Run, eat, sleep, repeat. I wanted to write something useful because I realise that waking up and feeling incomplete without physical activity is rare.

I have been having some pretty solid workouts lately. My initial lame attempt at yoga has given me motivation to practice it atleast 45 minutes these days; in addition to everything else I do every morning. My run have felt smooth, like butter on my tongue. They've been effortless, leaving me breathless only towards the last mile. It also helps that the weather is being kinder these days. The last 7 days or so, I cant remember a crappy day workout wise. Thats when it hit me. That great runs were actually possible because of the previous lousy miles before. And god knows when you log in as many as I do, I have had more runs that have been difficult than easy. In contrast, the whole world seems more vivid thanks to all those bad runs. Though we dont know it at the time, in a strange way, those bad runs set you up for something awesome.

Of course, this isnt a running thing. It is a life thing. Yin and Yang. You cant have good without evil. This is obvious of course but running provdes a good medium for it, dont you think?

Its a sentiment worth remembering, because its handy when the bad run happens and it inevitably will. Whichever one you have next, enjoy it, smile through it with the knowledge that the next good one is just 'round the corner!

No running this sunday. Friday: 40 minutes 7.3k and 25 minutes of stairs (130 repeats), 20 minutes of weights. Saturday: 60 minutes of stair repeats!