Had one of those runs today where every corner you take 'wham' wind in your face. A lovely circular (ish) route, yet every time 'whoosh' there was the wind fighting against you. No matter how hard you try, it's there to challenge you. Every junction, this way or that, change of direction or course, there it is, in your face, making things harder for you. It saps your energy, drains your resolve until there is nowhere to turn and you feel beaten...weather beaten. Life can be like that sometimes. What can you do when the elements are against you? Duck and cover? Fight? Run away? It can't always be like this. There will be sunny days again. Like fragile plants, they become mighty Oaks, strengthened by the winds that blow, hell bent on breaking them in two. One day...the wind will subside and calm will reign... and we shall run free.
