I’ve just been out for a longer than anticipted walk in search of a bag of flour and some potatoes which involved walking to the very far side of Bicester to visit Tesco’s in the last five minutes of their Sunday opening. Walking back it occurred to me that it seemed so much more of an effort this walk than the miles I must have walked with a far greater load shouldered over my back last weekend in Edinburgh and yet I didn’t find that remotely tired…
Hmnn, curious…
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