Calf finally seems all good again, and got out for “an easy” around the Yarra and the Tan yesterday morning. How good is a run around the Tan at dawn. Billions of people out, plenty of activity along the river - don’t get much better.
Actually, it does get better, much better, because it would be much better if I wasn’t just about the slowest person on the whole f’king path. I started about 40m behind a chubby bloke who was shuffling along in a pair of Dunlop Volleys, that I was pretty keen to charge past him nice and early. Silouetted against the low rising sun, I felt like I was trying to chase a f’king emperor penguin back into the Yarra. Never passed him – victory to Happy Feet. But at least I'm uninjured.
Numbers for the week are good enough. Two very short swims in the hotel in Melbourne, 4 bike sessions, 2 x gym and a recommencement of running. Not great – but I’ll take it for now.
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