My pace is so messed up! I feel like I am moving through treacle. The air is thick and hot and heavy. I don't even need to warm up. But the sweat feels good. And Malaysian wind is puny compared to Melbournian wind. Went for a nice run at Gardens this morning. The arches are horrendous. Insulting, really. Gardens feels really really small. I have no idea how I used to do my 20 rounds. I got so bored after 4. So it's back to the smell of longkang, old chinese ladies talking about the price of fish, and mosquitoes. And boys on motorbikes who act like they've never seen a girl before.
And everyone is saying I have put on weight!!!!!!!!!
Which is a good thing I suppose.
O WELL
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