Post by valitrix on Mar 16, 2013 14:47:42 GMT -5
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Spring in Hadley wasn't especially warm, but it was important that Philippa got her exercise. That was why she was jogging through the park at six in the morning. With each breath a little mist formed in front of her face, disappearing as quickly as it came. A light layer of snow covered the ground, though no doubt as soon as the sun was high in the sky it would melt away. Despite all that, Philippa wasn't in the slightest cold. Her Nike sweater kept her warm, that and the fact she was jogging. Some people might find it an odd way to spend a Saturday morning, but Philippa didn't mind it. She might like it a bit better if she had a jogging partner, but most of her friends were too busy or not interested in what they call 'freezing your butt off in the cold before any living human should even be out of bed'.
Maybe someday she'd find a jogging partner, for now she'd have to be content with being alone. It did give her some time to think, and she'd often come up with some pretty good writing ideas during her morning jog. Plus, she supposed she wasn't completely alone, she had her iPod blasting the David Guetta into her ears. She found it was pretty good for jogging to.
Maybe someday she'd find a jogging partner, for now she'd have to be content with being alone. It did give her some time to think, and she'd often come up with some pretty good writing ideas during her morning jog. Plus, she supposed she wasn't completely alone, she had her iPod blasting the David Guetta into her ears. She found it was pretty good for jogging to.
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