Thursday, August 18, 2016

And so I run...

It's pretty hard to escape my head. I'm an over thinker from way back and tend to analyse stuff to the enth degree, which, despite it sounding like I'm a brain box that processes information in unique life giving ways, it's in fact the opposite. Draining, life sucking, endless looping of absolute tediousness. I've suffered this ailment for as long as I can remember, but I didn't recognise it to be a hindrance until later on in my life...especially when it's stopping me from sleeping. I go through bouts of insomnia often; so much so that I've got enough teas, potions, lotions, and herbal remedies in my cupboards to make a small donkey happy (or maybe not so happy, depending on the particular donkey's personality type).

My best remedy however is exercise. I do it because I want to sleep. I also do it because I love to eat, but mainly because I have to sleep. But here I am, running like a beast whenever I get a chance, and here I am, wide awake at 2:07am. I've got a lot on my plate at the moment, but nothing unusually unpleasant or tricky...just the same old, same old juggling as one does when trying to orchestrate a bunch of people to get a task done. It's like herding cats!

I'm not upset or anything. I don't even have anything particularly interesting to think about. I'd just like it that I'm not tired from catching only a few zzzzz per night.

Anyway, seeing as I'm sorta talking about running here are some photos from my training sessions over winter.

Right, time for a cuppa. Chamomile, anyone?


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