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Rain? What rain?


That’s just free moisturising facial spray dispensed by the gods of running.

Look down at these bad boys gagging to go out on their first outing.
Yes, look at them, because quite frankly, I cannot. Not for too long.
The yellow of the laces is so intense that I had to wear sunglasses to tie them (and I NEVER wear sunglasses).

I feel like I could take on the world.

But for now it’s three piers, with a warm-down walk back from the martello tower, with press-ups on each bench on the way back (lower pier, there are only half as many benches as on the upper pier…)

I’m getting old… now I do a few token stretches before setting off.


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