Kirst baggsied the morning slot so I set off at 3pm in 30C heat feeling very sorry for myself and doubting if I'd last 15km. Suddenly at 6km before I hit Queenscliff the wind changed and a Southerly Buster came through. It was head down into the wind all down the seafront then up to North Head. Had a pit stop with a dodgy tummy at South Steyne and felt it from then onwards. Then my knees then started to feel sore then my achilles started to hurt.
Dunno why I battled on but I did and ended in 2:03:46, which isn't that bad a time. Feel crap now. This stomach bug is lingering. Couldn't even manage 2nd helpings of the strawberry flan this evening.
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interesting title. where i come from a growler is something else entirely.
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