There is nothing more satisfying than sleep for the sleep deprived. Food for a hungry man comes in a close second, but the food often pales in comparison to the succulent dishes we create in our minds and overindulgence can quickly turn satisfaction into regret. Sleep, on the other hand, never fails to satisfy. I started Thursday morning with a training session before heading to the airport, where I flew to Marseille (via Amsterdam) and drove another hour to nearby Arles. Once in Arles, I squeezed in another quick workout before grabbing dinner and finally heading to bed. Other than a short nap on the plane ride, I was been awake for nearly 30 straight hours. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out cold and couldn’t have been happier.
As I mentioned last week, I’m in Arles for the European Cup-Winter Throwing meeting. Arles is a small town sitting on the Rhone River. It was beautiful here yesterday with sunny weather and clear skies. The flight into Marseille was picturesque and the white cliffs on the Mediterranean reminded me of scenes from To Catch A Thief, which I watched earlier in the week. The weather declined slightly today as clouds moved in to turn the weather to overcast.
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