Paul had been to Florida for 2 weeks. No running, American portions, all-inclusive etc, we hoped that he'd be a fatboy and trundle along at our pace. However, who comes back from that sort of trip lighter?
So the fatboys were Anthony and me. We struggled to keep up with Paul, who struggled to keep the pace near 9min miles. There wasn't much to blame for the lack of pace but we tried, the heat, the gale force wind, the steep hills/mountains. Nope none of them really helped make the sorry state of affairs in any way credible.
Still, it was a good laugh and we did get into double figures for the run.
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