Expected my legs to be ridiculously fresh after yesterday. They were not which doesn’t make sense.
Struggled a bit on my usual Friday wharves run in pouring rain. There was no one out there aside from the younger of the Branagan brothers. We hypothesised that most either in the Pool at ABC, or the rest at the Pub celebrating St Patrick’s Day. Covered 14k and felt ridiculously hungry from about 10k.
Thus, I took Lorie out for our first date night in nearly 2 years which goes to show how much I’ve dropped the ball.
Heard very good things about Il Grappolo in Rozelle and the prawn pizza did not disappoint.