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It’s been two days since my second jog and I’m not moving like a newborn foal. I’m tentatively going to say that I’ve improved from my first outing. If I could only do it multiple times a week, I might even get fit.

I miss sport. All the fitness benefits of running, without the crushing tedium. I’m not one for a meditative run. I prefer loud music with hyperactive drummers, interspersed with zombie chases. It’s one of the few endeavours where I’ll consent to pop punk.

For contemplation, I find walks, baths or impending deadlines much more pleasant and conducive.

8 June 2020

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