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I am in a bad mood. Work in particular is irritating me. At lunch time I decide to fit in a quick run.
I decide to run down the Embankment towards Waterloo Bridge. I start off fartlek-style. Zooming in and out of the crowds. I run like a man possessed. After a km or so I calm down. My furious style has abated a little. I reach Waterloo Bridge and turn back.
I return back to the office, ready to reignite the fury.
On Thursday I had ran this same route, gently, gently in 30:00. Today, running semi-normal but no way pushing it (apart from the 1st crazy km) I did it in 22:21.
4km 22:21 In a fury
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