So. . .last nite I wrote that my car had a meltdown which meant that I would miss my morning run in Thousand Oaks. Now I suppose, I still could have gotten up and ran around the block on the streets (how boring – did that earlier this week), but there is something about the open trail, the changing terrain, and a little thing called sleep that felt oh so good this morning – that is until work called at 6am to say that the installers who were coming did not have the paperwork necessary to get in – doh!
Oh well, got a few good hours on the couch with the screen door open and the cool breeze coming in – would have been a great morning for a run. There's always tomorrow.
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