7 miles (13:50)

So there I was, running with a racing snorkel and trail flippers, and nothing happened. Partly sunny, light breeze. You’d think at least sharks could chomp the limbs off a couple of kids to make things interesting. Nothing. 7 miles (13:50) on the church loop running with the Epiphany. You don’t realize how much ska is in punk till you try to run in sync with it. Constant switching from syncopation to downbeat over and over. Luckily I’ve developed a prancercise technique to move from one to the another. So if you happen upon someone prancercising to punk, that’s probably me. I suppose it was a fartlek run if fartlek means going from a walk to a run. Whatever. You do what you have to do in the middle of a hurricane while being chased by sharks trying to chomp you. gotta start pinyata training soon …


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