back on the wagon (well one of them anyway)

I haven’t biked much, but I ran on Wednesday and Friday last week, and Sunday morning, after a shitty sleep, after clearing my eyes of the lovely pink eye crusties, and with a sore throat, I set forth in the pouring rain and ran longer than I have in seven years — for 60 minutes. And it was twice around upper Thetis so it wasn’t a mamby-pamby flat run either.

I rock.

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