ONE HUNDRED KILOMETRES FOR KENNY [10*(10K4K)] – DAY 6

The Sixth day of running doesn’t make for much of a story, but it’s a day I am quite proud of. By virtue of the time I get home, my state of mind, I am not primed to go venturing in the neighborhood on my two feet. But I am struck by some passing tuft of strength that enabled me to at the bare minimum, lace up, and take to the street right behind my house. It’s a good 0.5km stretch, with decent street lighting (The houses on said street are patently owned by abanene mu Government)

I take that stretch back and forth leisurely at first and later with some swagger, and plug out a very respectable 6km. Where there was once nothing, there came 6.0 KM and I have the evidence to prove it.

End of Day 6