I always greet a fellow runner - after all, we have alot in common, especially when we are both out before sunrise. More often than not however, I am thinking : are my lips too dry? If I quickly lick them, would the guy think I'm hitting on him, or worse, that I'm weird. Is my gait ok? blah blah blah...
I wish these postings were not so short. It almost sounds like I have lost interest in this thing. It is not the case. I think its because I am trying to get my head around a few changes and am running just to keep sane and to give me a few hours off from the rest of my life. "Yet all experience is an arch wherethrough gleams that untravelled world". Anyway...
9.75 miles this am. Just under 16km.
25 freezing laps in the pool to wind down.
Beautiful weather. This was easy!
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