I want to see me, staring right back at me

running, rebuilding and Mr Jones

I went for a run this morning, yesterday morning by the time you read this and later still if you read this some other day. But here and now it is still this morning. It is 5:30 am and Bowie and I are lost in morning bliss, just sleepy enough to feel alive on our morning walk and the thought that I want to get back into running after a long absence burr…