Over to Eaton Park, around the park (splosh), through the woods (squish), back to UEA, around the Broad (splat), over the bridge (splodge), up the hill (slippyslide), across to the playing fields (*gurgly quagmire noises*) and back to the office. A dead even split, 2 miles/20 mins with Natalia and her funky insoles, 2 miles/20 minutes with P!nk, ending with her dragging me up the hill telling me I'm "F***ing Perfect". Steady, love. It was a good run but there's a way to go yet.
Photo: img128 by chris salzman, on Flickr
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