It's good I'm leaving soon cause I can no longer continue my relationship with this hotel treadmill. I insist it lies to me, and it refuses to speak to me in English. 16.1 kilometers (10 miles) in 1:09:30, according to the lieing treadmill. There is no way that was 6:56 min/mile pace. I've been sitting next to my English counterpart from Liverpool all week, The language barrier is far to great. I can sit and listen to him talk all day and realize I don't understand 1/2 of what he just said. Cisco Rooters, Zed instead of Z, Biskets and Pudding. It's time for me to go home. Ran 2 miles back from dinner to the hotel late last night, I decided it would be much quicker to run than wait for a cab. I was right.
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