3 miles last night. A walk in the park. Or at least a run in one.
Today should be a rest day but I’m running because I slacked off on Monday. Bring it on I say.
In other news, this morning it was raining and sunning at the same time in Croydon, and a rainbow arced across the sky. It was as though God Himself was beaming down on the town. Then he looked a little closer and the smile started to slip a bit. Then turned to a look of horror, followed closely by disgust. Then he slowly backed away, and then ran. I suppose being omnipotent means you have to spend a certain amount of time in Croydon. That’s certainly what I’m doing here.
Why are my blogs hardly ever about running these days/
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