RE: Training's fust in August.
Greetings from Mellow Melbourne. Touched down a little after 5am. I've just bagged the second meeting of the morning and it's not yet 9am. Brutal.
How I wish you could have seen me dragging my weary bones up Mount Caburn on Sunday (yesterday? how is this Tueaday??) morning. You'd be a lot less worried about your own form, and certainly not as quick to assign me such a fabulous track. I was all-in way before the two hours were up. I agree, there's much work to be done. So much so that, seeing as my room isn't ready, I'm heading straight for the gym after my Chai Masala.
The harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph
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