A photo snatched through the car window on the way home, a fitting end to an amazing day. If a day has to end, then to end it like this is probably the best it can be. It was the finale to a long journey for me. Twilight. And I have a terrible sense that Summer is entering it's own twilight. I've not run since my aborted effort on Sunday. Unprescedented really. I'm not quite sure what's up. Chris would call it a bout of the CBA's. Can't be arsed. He could be right. I need to shake a leg!
