good luck with that

anyone who has ran more than once knows that sometimes it feels better than others. sometimes from the first step onward you feel like you could go on and on and on; sometimes the best part of the run is when it is over.

i had the latter type of run yesterday. for no reason in particular, or at least none i can name, i had one of the most dreadful runs in quite a while. you know, the kind you have when everything under your skin is just a little bit too stiff and your muscles feel like there would be not even zero but negative energy in them;  when your movements have the grace and ease of those of a war elephant's and the speed with which you feel comfortable running is slightly slower than the grandmas nordic walking past you.

not that it actually matters so much.

and today, on the other the situation was quite different. absolutely beautiful, sunny autumn day that really just makes you happy to be alive; and a good reminder, especially when comparing with yesterday, that there are and always will be ups and downs, in running and in everything else; and the best thing to do is to try to be zen about it.

emphasis on try.