....my arse. As much as I appreciate the lighter evenings I would gladly swap them for some warm dry weather and no wind, or even just one of them.
Honestly, what was supposed to be an easy 10 today ended up being bloody hard work in the wind, was blown around like a rag doll, so badly in fact actually that I changed my route third of the way in and ended up only doing 9.2 miles. Still, on the bright side, am a session closer to my marathon grail and the knee was comfortable and have had confirmation that cho-pat will be here tomorrow.
"How many roads must a man run down
Before you call him a man?
The answer my friend...."
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