I was tired and irritable, so I had little patience for what happened next. After a difficult hike, the narrow trail I was on dissolved into thick scrub. The path was no more.
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The last twelve months made me soft. Since Australia’s COVID-19 story began in January 2020, my sphere of physical activity deflated while my belly ran to fat.
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