Prior to starting this blog I had about a year and a half of running experiences. Too many experiences to recall here but certainly some memories worth sharing. So in no particular order…
- Running one August evening in Fitzroy (rural West Ottawa). It was one of those runs I just didn’t feel like doing. It was still muggy, I was tired and Fitzroy is not the flattest area in which to run. I was training for my first half marathon and was starting to question if I would ever really be able to do that distance. Suddenly, as it sometimes happens when running, everything fell into place.
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