The zoo is a difficult place for me. I hate reading that wolfs, for example, can run more kilometers a day than I would dream of running in a month, and then see a dozen of those beautiful creatures locked up in 800 square meters. I'd much rather see them in a book or on tv. Actually, it's one of the rare times I find television useful.
A propos running: Does one of you run, and if you do, do you sleep bad after you run great distances? I thought I might have to howl at the moon last night, restlessness stealing my sleep after I pushed my running distance a bit further. And what is one supposed to do the next day? I was so proud yesterday that today felt shallow.