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Post by ranjit on Mar 28, 2006 20:46:28 GMT -5
Ranjit was running in the sand. He loved the morning sunlight in spring. It kept his spirits up as he plodded along. He knew he needed to train but he didn't like to run in the cold of winter. He saw some tracks in the sand but he took no heed of them.... yet.
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Post by ranjit on Apr 8, 2006 21:48:33 GMT -5
He continued following the tracks. They were otter, no doubt about that. He still felt the warmth of the sunshine on his face as he dashed about. He was beginning to breathe heavier than he had in a little while. man I'm out of shape. Usually it took a while for Ran to be out of breath. He hadn't run in a long time.
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