Tyres pon-cheh. I only ran 40 mins. Ran to Blackheath, and then through the Cator Estate, came out on Lee Road, ran back into Blackheath Village, and then back home.
Not sure how long I ran, but I didn't enjoy it. I kept wanting to stop, and shuffled most of it. My (lack of) motivation to check the Google pedometer shows how much I enjoyed it. Not.
Having somebody run with me rather than in front of me, and then back to wait for me, is a far more effective tool. Sigh. I guess I can't ask for too much. At least he came with me. Will we ever be running buddies? I have my doubts. Serene says she cannot run with her BF; she has a hard time catching up, and he'd cramped if he slowed down for her. Ok, so even Iron(wo)Men types don't expect their life partners to partner them on the run. I'd have to keep that in mind and say it's okay lah. At least I get to sleep with him ;)
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