I just woke up this morning, and decided to pack in my running gear.
And then, thanks in part to the great non-sunny weather and to my two 'gay' running/tortorous buddies, I just ran and did an 8k over lunch. =)
Siao. 8k out of nowhere.
My legs might beg to differ, but I feel great.
There's nothing like running that scrutinizes and tortures your mind. I love it.
Bye bye, you awful fats sitting around my waistline.
No way I'm letting you stop my flow of booze. *bleh*
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