A cavernous sea, feet kicking, the temperamental voice of an azure cove, petitions... like, "What am i doing here?" No, it wouldn't be that serious. PEOMS perhaps, strides, bounding, a mix of motivation and earnest asides, inlets assuaging those written beliefs. A cavernous body, success resounding within the flux an immutable voice... someday it says, "We should all -- only - wear Speedos!"
long toot around town again, and it almost felt like I was runner... even after 45 minutes there was still a little spring in my step, i was almost in "the" zone, and time did not matter...
0;24:10 -- 5.1k 1:00:00 -- 12.8k 1:17:00 -- 16.1k
windy and more cool than last time. maybe i don't like the heat?
nah.
Posted by da dude at 4:07 p.m.
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