It's Sunday, it's meant to be long but in reality by the time I get out it isn't going to be too long. I'm waiting for my Walshes fell running shoes to arrive but they haven't yet. It's waterproof socks with my old racing flats.
Initially it feels hard. I don't have any music or podcast distractions. Then gradually the effort melts away. A few times all I can hear and notice is the tap, tap of my footsteps. As my running experience grows, my form and style had become better. The engine is still all over the place, bit of a smokey diesel. Sometimes it is more tuned than other times. Today the grace is there, perhaps not the engine.
The autumn is beautiful. I enjoyed this run
8km 51:00
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