My espresso machine holds 4 cups, and that’s how much coffee it took for me to wake up enough to eat a banana, lace my shoes and run out the door. [...]
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Summer seems to have finally arrived, in the nick of time for the Bank Holiday weekend and with a week to spare before September! Lounging in the sun this morning at 10.30 I recognise that I have to up and out early tomorrow if I’m going to run without dying of dehydration or sun-stroke so I [...] It had been lightly raining with big drops of warm water, but around this point there was a deluge, almost accentuating that I was going in the wrong direction. [...] As the mind awakes fully, so the dream fades, becomes more elusive, evaporates. [...] It is an awesome flick and has a raw power than sweeps you into the action and carries you from start to finish. [...] It’s raining as I look out from the window of my study and while this means that I don’t have to worry about watering the garden this evening, it might make for a wet run in the morning. [...] … to decide whether to go running today. Neither Dai nor I felt at all like running. It was periodically chucking it down with rain outside. Dai’s kit was in his car and mine still dirty from my last run. How about a cup of coffee? |
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