I knew she’d do that; head off in the opposing direction to me that is. As I start my 10 laps of the lake in Hanoi, it’s obvious she 1) doesn’t want me lapping her, 2) likes to be difficult (that runs in the family for sure) and 3) is deliberately running against the flow of fellow ground pounders. Either way, after passing her three times I reckon she’s doing around two thirds of my pace – it’s a pain how quickly running fitness is lost when out of practice.
Three more laps and I’d have managed half marathon distance, though after ten laps of complete monotony I’m happy to call it a day and head back for a shower. I enjoyed that.
Hanoi 16K
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