Monday, March 16, 2015

Sportsfest

Once every year, I get to wear my marmish persona and act the devil's advocate.

This time, though, I embraced the whole fitness character and let myself be swayed into into imbibing the sportsmanship spirit.

For a week, the Memorial teemed with occasional athletes who kept me company during my morning run. Talking wasn't easy when running so I kept pretty much to myself. 

At one time, I brought Coco (who was already foaming in the mouth after two rounds, I tied her to a post while I ran a little more only to find her walking with Glen) with me; at another time, Limbo (who gave me a hard time, as usual, running after moving objects).






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