Then slogged over the bridges to work, bumping into the Gibson twins on the Harbour Bridge and telling them about HuRTS.
Now sat in Dolce eating a 3 egg omelette with extra sausage, orange juice and a flat white. Just what the doctor (at least the exercise physiologist) ordered after 2 hours of exercise. Beautiful morning.
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Not a patch on what the Kane's dish up on Sunday mornings after our long runs, No sign of any bacon, and where are the Aldi baked beans?
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