Erik Rossi
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I went out for a run and came back with an existential crisis. Just 5.8 km and physically unable to go on. Suspects: beer, cigarettes, farm life and bad decisions. Cause of death: unknown. Am I in my flop era? Tune in next episode
Bondi all day, 7 beers deep, 10 days without running… then casually ran 7.44 km like this is a normal personality trait. Beer = carbs. Sydney said ‘welcome home’.
Ran 8.9 km because therapy is too far and the farm has only one road anyway. Pace says "athlete", face says "please end me". At this point I’m basically the local cardio influencer
8.15 km after work on a Sunday… and yes, it’s the same route again. Not because I’m loyal, because there is literally ONE road in this place. At least the kangaroos kept me company 🫡
First run in a month at the farm:7 km in the middle of literally nothing. Just me, cows judging my pace, a kangaroo acting like my toxic coach, and endless fields. Legs are dead, lungs are screaming, ego mostly intact… could’ve been worse.
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