The heat is breaking records here. My mom called me on Saturday night to question if running the allotted 18 miles on Sunday morning was such a good idea.Hey: running 18 miles is never a good idea. Ha ha.
It actually came in closer to 19 miles and yeah, it was really a tough grind but it made that soak in the ocean afterwards all the sweeter. And the fried egg sandwich I had at Local in Kits was all the tastier. And the two beers I drank were just that much more delectable.
Took the bus downtown and then walked to Granville Island and back today. I was trying to look at the city through a tourist's eyes because sometimes we take for granted where we live.
Damn, if I don't live in one of the most spectacular places in the world.
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