Ran with Giorgia again this morning. We finished nearly five kilometres until the docks where we took a short ferry ride to the amazing Lido island.
We ran on the side of the ocean as well as the bay. There were kilometres of ribboned tarmac where we saw no one at all. Save for the sounds of the waves and sea birds, it was impossibly quiet. It seemed as if I was running inside a dream. Was I?
We finished twenty just shy of the dock. A fresh orange juice with Giorgia rounded up the morning for a hectic day ahead.
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