Summer morning. Chilly track.
"Natalie! My hands are numb!"
"Mine too!"
Mittens in August?
Heading into the third turn of the second 800 meter interval the sun powers over the top of the building to our east. Blinding, white, glowing.
We’re overexposed and unbalanced. Washed in a light that hints of winter. Low sun like that, you can’t trust it.
There [...]
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