Woke up in country Victoria in a town that, in my basic translation skills, means Beer War. Parkrun was down on the schedule, but the nearest one was in Geelong about an hour's drive away. So ran out the door down a long straight road, turned at 5km and ran back hard, then did 3km easy to warmdown. 5km hard was about 16:50. Session done.
Drove down to the Great Ocean Road, passing through a town called Forrest. Now this is my nickname at work (I'm sure it's the same for many runners) so I couldn't resist the photo op:
Settled into our second overnight place and, having been inspired by the write-ups on CT's blog, I sampled some local craft beers. And half a bottle of a local red wine. Here were the craft beers:
They were all shite and I'd have traded all 6 for 1 bottle of Coopers Pale Ale.
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