Yes, yes…I’m tired.

Yes, yes…I’m tired. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Yes, yes…I’m tired. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

I went for a run today and dropped my phone and then, quite soon afterwards, rolled my ankle (nothing serious).

At that point I made a note for myself that…Yes, yes…I’m tired. Which means I’m at risk of running into a tree or doing some serious damage to my ankle. Let’s just take it a bit easy, eh?

Temptation is to push myself a bit hard when I feel like this.

Going for a slow run is better than not running at all.

Love

Luke

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Day 1,360

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