Half an M: Week IV.
A weird intense week, filled with a little man and his parents, filled with walking on a German carpet which was red, and filled with attempts to drive a car, which wasn’t red. And filled with running as well. Since I’m still here I can’t share the times with you, but I ran again three times instead of four: 11k, 5k, and yesterday the big one, which I ran for the most part with my brother, Big Daddy. It was a beautiful run through very Dutch-looking scenery, extraordinary. Talking, running, talking, running. 18k, a new distance record again. I am very happy with how it’s going.