Day 1

Day one....
Or at least that's how it feels....
After taking a 2 week break to let my body "heal" from my last adventure....
I'm back at it....
I have a hard time explaining what 2 weeks off does to a person....
From the pits of despair....
The lowest of lows....
You must once again crawl to the surface.....
Find your passion...
your drive.....
No runner will seriously place a self imposed "break" on them selves....
Oh sure we all say we are "resting" but in reality... we are just creatively finding new alternatives...
My last "rest" break found me tossing my two bikes into the back of my car and seeking adventure in the form of 60+km rides... and chocolate covered sea foam....
All because I was "resting"....

We all rest from time to time....
But that is just it "resting"......
Never the dreaded "RESTING"
It sucks....
The moment you realize you are being "punished" for being awesome....
A light switches in your head....
Instead of having an outlet for your awesome....
You now have a fridge...
A couch....
And an appetite to cannot be quenched....
Which brings me back to day one....
The first solid day back after 2 weeks...
A muscle tear in my quad...
And a pinched nerve in my lumbar from sitting on my couch being awesome...
(or as the famous Dr. Dan says "over achieving").....

I am once again... sitting on my couch....
After 90 minutes of torture from my dear friend Mark... the All Terrain demon....
and a 4hour adventure with Lina exploring the trails...
Seeing parts of the city very few ever see....
Yes... I'm sitting on my couch.....
Revelling in the awesome that is day 1....
With the lunch packed.. the circuit planned...
The run mapped for tomorrows adventure....
And the days to come....
Yes....
I'm once again sitting on my couch...."resting"
Mostly because I'm just too Damn tired to do the bum slide up the stairs my legs require of me to do....
Gotta Love Day 1!