The boy has Covid. The wife is ill as well. The rest of us keep our distance, mask up indoors, and I am working to keep things as clean as possible.
When the working day ended (I am self-quarantined, working remotely) my wife suggested I take a run. Not what I had planned. But why not?
Duration: 8:08
Pace: 9:45
Route: One time around the block.
Temperature: 480°
Climate: cool
Mood: maintaining
We breathe. We begin again. Not feeling it tonight, my eyesight gets poorer, running at dusk is not my thing. Not in the cold. The streetlights aren't high, I can't clearly see my feet.
And yet, it felt good. Brief run. Maybe again tomorrow?
What's That Lyric?
Brain Stew - Green Day (BBC Live Sessions)
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