Dying Kingdoms events are like game conventions on steroids. I get so caught up in them, it seems like I could do them all the time. When they’re over, I can’t stop thinking about the next one. They’re so all-consuming that coming back from them requires a real period of readjustment. And plans made in their immediate aftermath are not to be trusted.
The truth is that these kinds of intense, peak experience sorts of things always have this kind of effect on me, even though I know they’re not sustainable. It’s precisely because they’re a change of pace from my normal routine that they have such an impact. I can’t do that “always on” kind of thing on a regular basis, and I wouldn’t enjoy them so much if I did.So farewell until November, Dying Kingdoms. I’ll be ready for you again by then.
UpdateFitness: Ran 4.5 miles
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