Time to recharge the batteries

The arrival of October has meant that my trusty head torch has been resurrected and is back in use every morning.

This morning I was running the clockwise version of my well-trodden mile-and-a-bit route, which involves going downhill over the most potholed part of the route. I realised that while my head torch batteries are still pretty good, the light was not as powerful as when it has fresh batteries.

As a result I had to ease up and go more slowly over the potholed stretch for safety reasons.

It would have been OK had I been running the route in a clockwise direction as, strangely enough, I tend to run uphill significantly slower than down. I would therefore not have had to adjust my pace to save myself from more grazed hands, knees and whatever else.

My strange ability to see my running as a metaphor for life struck yet again.

When I'm not feeling at my brightest or shiniest, when my own energy isn't fully charged, I find that it's far better to avoid the most challenging, hairiest actions.

Better to go out, keep at it, but put in the work on tried and tested, safer actions and save my biggest challenges for when I've managed to charge up my own batteries and energy.

Time now to recharge my batteries.

I suggest you do the same.