The Sometimes Diary of Nina Thirkettle

Tuesday, 8 Feb

Went running today. The old guy that looks like a skinny Santa passed me as we were going up a hill. I guess it wasn’t really a hill hill, but it wasn’t flat either and he made it look like it was actually nothing at all.

I don’t have runner’s legs. There was a time that I didn’t know this. Then there was a time that I knew and cared. And then there is now – a time when I don’t give a fuck.

Who said running had to be fast, anyway?

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