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head over feets, eight
I dug into the early week with an afternoon five klick run on Tuesday, squeezing in a neighbourhood lap before dinner time. I figured I’d get it out of the way and have my evening free and clear. It worked. Wednesday was the usual Run Club meetup, and so I went to the drop in
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going streaking
I hear you. Four runs is hardly a streak. But every streak has gotta start somewhere, right? I do my best training in the shoulder seasons: spring and autumn are seasons of inspirational motivation. Neither too hot nor too cold. The expectations of obligations are shifting. Races are tapering into short distances in the autumn,
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head over feets, seven
With the pool closed now, I have been a couple of things fitness-wise, frazzled and lazy. I mean, it is going to take me a couple solid weeks to find a rhythm and routine again, and one of those fail points is definitely reared up as my lack of logging of everything here. Yeah, I
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weekend wrap, fourteen
It’s September, and the last few days of August were a long weekend that was busy and activity-filled and definitely not wasted for the last day of summer holidays. Friday evening I got my board shorts on and sat in front of the computer for a a solid two hours attending the kick off board
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head over feets, six
Unfortunately, my inclination to stay active is frustrated routinely by the effects of mental clutter that has me fomo’ing a blur of professional and personal obligations. That’s to say, I’d go out for a run were I not feeling like I was waiting for the phone to ring or an email to arrive or nudging
Category: running & adventure
My sport involves feet and trails and moving one quickly across the other.