on fire

There is something in the crisp chilled air today – the smell of hot sausage rolls baking in the oven. Unfortunately, not my oven. Even worse, in an undefined oven.

Either bakers of the Britain have decided today be pigs in blankets day, or someone is following me around wafting the scent in my general direction.

The further thought, distubingly, occurs that I smell like saus-in-a-roll, but that just raises too many questions

The plan: Sprints. Just that. 8 x one minute reps. You know the drill.

Out of here!

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