The graffiti says breathe. Wise. Very wise. Take time. Breathe.
Serious running today!
All dressed up in red and black. Bag full of water and a couple easy snacks. Spotify ready to go.
But first, why did the runner cross the road?? To take a picture of the trolley waiting for him of course!! I can’t make this stuff up. No trolley has been used more than once. EVERYWHERE I go they follow me.
I set out for a long run today. Preparing myself mentally and physically all week to be ready. Had my secret “steak and potato before a long run dinner” last night. No turning back after that. (Yes, I know…Meat bad. Red meat very bad.)
I tried to link a short video. Not sure if it works. At the halfway / turnaround point I stopped to listen to a pond full of frogs! If you listen carefully you might hear them saying “la grève! La grève!” If it doesn’t work just know that it was a funny moment in the middle of my run!
On the way back I took this picture. What can I say…Just that the oldest profession is alive and well here. I counted seven total, ready for the lunch hour rush I suppose. Sad. Very sad.
So, singing frogs, waiting pros***, stalking trolley and lots of pavement under foot.
Thirty kilometres run in 3:03:44! Very, very happy with that time and distance. For me it’s a great result! 🙂
Exhaustipated. Happy Friday!