I'm away for work this week and being away for work means eating food that is less than ideal, working long hours, not drinking enough water and not getting enough sleep.
A regular workout routine goes out the window too.
The end result is that I feel really rather gross by the end.
This morning, my luck changed a bit. We have a bit more time than usual before our first meeting and I was able to squeeze in an early-morning run.
I woke up way before the sunrise. I pulled on my running clothes, guzzled my water and headed out. I had no choice but to run along a busy road with no sidewalks for the first kilometre. No street lights to guide my way, I almost went over on my ankle twice. Once when I ran through a pile of apples that were strewn all over the side of the road and the second time when I nearly fell into a pothole. Car headlights alternated between lighting up the road for me and then leaving me blinded when darkness returned.
I turned left on to the first residential road that I found and weaved my way through the neighbourhoods. The city was waking up and I passed walkers, runners, and cyclists. Everyone nodded hello and most also gave a cheery 'good morning, how are you?'.
The sky turned from black to blue to purple to pink and I bounded along feeling more like myself than I have in days. I intended to run six kilometres but decided en route that eight was a much lovelier number.
I arrived back at the motel feeling refreshed and energized. I transformed the yogurt, muesli and apples that I brought into a delicious breakfast and found a way to make green tea in the coffee maker.
It's the little things isn't it?