On the treadmill today, with reasonable energy, I ran listening to music.
Music today after a long time. I don’t think I listened much although occasionally catching a familiar beat or tune. My thoughts were entirely elsewhere and occupied mostly with work.
I increased the speed steadily through the kilometres and towards the last mile or so, I tried some high knee running.
Catching my reflection in the window, it seemed I was doing some kind of funny jig on this moving belt.
A quick and vigorous workout later rounded up the morning to settle into the well earned second cup of coffee.
Writing about Running 