After yesterday's journey up and down the hills around Škofja Loka I took a day off. Almost. At 10pm I went out for a short and flat run. Or so I thought. While returning home I just felt like going uphill. And I did.
This run, short as it may be, was a milestone. Number 183 in a row. This means over half a year of running every day at least two miles.
Which means ... that tomorrow is another day and another run. Life goes on :)
Since I can't post any useful photo from a night run I'll use one from this afternoon's walk. Much nicer.