And a beautiful life we live in, when it is possible, and when many other such things are possible, and not only possible, but done — done, see you! — under that sky there, every day.
- Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities
Now that my food bucket list has finally been published, I’m officially back to blogging. I desperately needed a break to do other things. What did I do? Not much really. Did I play the piano non-stop? No. During my first few days I was away in Madrid. Then when I got back I got the flu. Summer flus are so inappropriate and boring. Even trying to sit up playing the piano made me dizzy. The worst thing is that all the progress I had done jogging every few mornings just disappeared. Now I feel like I’m back to zero, and what’s even worse, when I do go jogging, my lungs just can’t keep up.
The good news is that even though the actual jogging action somewhat feels like torture, the night before I surprisingly look forward to my next morning jog. Never in my life did I ever think I would look forward to morning jogs. I must be possessed or something…