Trying to write dissertation, getting stressed out by the delightful children using the space outside my gate as a skate/bike/scooter/football stunt park, feeling realllllly fat and blobby. Wanted to run more than 3 miles, had stitch, couldn’t shake stitch. Ran with hand inserted in stitch (normally works), changed breathing and stride. stood with hands flat on floor (much to consternation of pedestrians); stitch moved but would not relinquish. Gave up, came home. Did more dissertation. Blah


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