A hiatus

I ran yesterday and today, for the first time for nearly two weeks. I ran on Friday night, on my return from work after an exceptionally taxing week, yet I found I had the energy for three miles round Seaford, and enjoyed it considerably. It was Christmas shopping night in the town, when all the shops stay open late and a Ferris wheel appears, a new addition to Christmas iconography, at least for me. But while the town was lit up with these vanities, the sea front was quiet, almost deserted and the clouds out to sea dark indigo.
Then today I went over Seaford Head towards dusk, in drizzle and a stiff wind. Both runs were around three miles. but I felt so much better for them. I look forward to Christmas: ten days of uninterrupted chances to run.