A big nap made all the difference. So much so that I felt good enough to do a core sessions and bike out to the M trail last night. I then proceeded to do a spiritual trail run. The sun was setting and a big storm was wrapping around the mountain. Just interfacing with it, struggling against it, felt so pure. No bike, just my feet. Pure form and contrast. The pure form of exercise.
Changing subjects, black and white photography takes away all the distractions. So you see form and contrast. I think it is the pure form of expression. Like trail running.