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So this was supposed to be intervals. I ran the same route over the Brooklyn Bridge, around FiDi and back to my apt as I did the other day and ran hard the entire length of the bridge, turned around and jogged to the middle, and sprinted from the middle to the end. Halfway between the middle and the end, I decided to pass some dude and we full-out raced until where there’s this construction on the Manhattan side of the bridge. There was a ramp…and I let him win it…

Only because I’m a klutz, and I didn’t feel like losing all my teeth tonight. Damn ramp.

Theodora Blanchfield

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