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Three miles

Three miles

Today was just not working out. I slept very well, and it was a lovely day, but I was so groggy and thick-headed that I couldn’t begin to function until 9. I had planned to start the week right by doing art first thing, but when I looked at the glass I didn’t have any idea … read more Three miles

Posted on May 9, 2016May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories RefractionTags 2015, aneurysm, exercise, flowers, plants, recovery, running
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