My January runstreak lasted 17 days before I had to give in to particularly nasty combination of long work days and dangerously slippery walkways around my flat. I managed to pick things up again for a bit while on holiday in Philly (running with Momo is huge fun!) and I felt proud of having cracked the century mark for the first time in my years as a runner.

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