Back on my feet

After a series of marathons, an ultra marathon, and a half marathon, my legs finally said take a break. I think I actually heard them talking, whispering into my sleep like a bunch of demons. Ok, maybe I made that up because work is hectic, I moved into a new apartment, and I have just been so busy, that I needed a break. I've moved close to the Presido in San Francisco, so now I have great trails at my toe tips. No excuses, even if everything feels creaky (knees, back etc etc). I am going to embrace the "feedback" my body is giving me about not running and try and get back into shape. Here goes! In the meantime, I will read my running partner's new blog to get inspired.