What now?

I woke up this morning feeling down, an experience that, thankfully, isn't as common as it once was. Finishing the marathon has left me with a strange sense of loss-- I find that I'm unsure of how to fill the hours that were previously spent training and anticipating. An easy solution would be to jump right into preparing for another marathon {St George?} but the very thought brings me dangerously close to burn out. I'm tucking that option away for a few more weeks.

In the meantime, I think I need to focus my energies elsewhere. One of my New Year's Resolutions is to fill the walls with art. Perhaps it's time to buy a few canvases and start painting. Channeling depression into artistic expression sounds pretty efficient to me. :)

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