This morning I "started" my "training" for the Toronto Zoo run, and by training I mean, actually starting to run for the first time in goodness knows how long. And by started I mean, my body woke me up and wouldn't go back to bed so I had nothing else to do.
Other than that, it was great. The chilly air, the silence of the morning as everything's slowly rousing from slumber, the cramps that started kicking my sides after five minutes.
Ok, maybe not the cramps.
It was freeing though to bolt down the streets. It felt like flying.
This could be the start of a new romance.
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Ok, that would be pushing it. The start of a symbiotic relationship then.
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