Last couple of nights, I started watching F1 on Netflix with the young boy. We’ve been enjoying it thoroughly. I remember watching a season or two during the time I had Covid. I binge watched it then in a blur of popping medication and eating chocolate I couldn’t taste while isolating in a room.
Push push, I keep hearing in the documentary from the team to car radio. Push push, I tried to today to achieve a somewhat tempo long run at Nehru Park.
My back started hurting a bit too much at some point, as did my ankle. Maybe I pushed too hard. I met a shirtless Navy man who joined me for about the second half of the run. Around my age, we ran together keeping reasonable pace although far off from my initial start.
Push push. Not quite but not nothing.
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