Running Upwards Along a River in Morges at Dawn
Some people were watching the football last night. Others were working towards qualifying enough hearing loss at a music festival to get hearing aids. I decided that on Friday morning I would wake around 04:30 to run in Morges at 06:00. Many would see waking so early as a crazy and absurd thing to do.
It is crazy and absurd. It requires trying to sleep early, despite a heatwave, summer festivals, football supporters standing in a garden nearby, and then waking early. Those that know me will know that the hard part, for me, is not waking, it is staying awake for the rest of the day.