Boxing Day

Felt not dissimilar to Jabba the Hut today (physically, I am not sure of his spiritual or emotional state). Took a long time to get myself out for a run; I am in the middle of one of those tag-end of the year clear-outs; and unusually have been doing a bit of cook-book-bothering.
Took five miles before I stopped feeling like Jabba, and felt just a bit porky. Another five and I was down to just pudgy.
Didn’t take any photos, it is one of those mild (11c) December days where everything looks grubby and damp and tired. Only saw one other runner, which is most unusual. They must all be feeling like Jabba inside, or they are such will-power infused whippets that they went in the morning.

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