Morning Run.

A little pictogram of my attempt at shaking this funk with a morning run.  5 miles later and I think I won't scratch my own eyes out.  Successful?  Maybe.....

 Burbank Creek.

Loud today.

 This is the rock where I stop to pee.  Hello, but birthing four babies makes me have to pee when I run.  Duh.

 Foggy woods.

 Hill from Hell.  This thing goes on for a mile.  It's great coming down but hell going up.

 Coming up the hill and the sun starts peeking through.

 Almost home and there is sun!

 I felt that this photograph was a perfect depiction of my life in its current state.  Irony?  Perhaps.

The end.  Home.