James - 1.1

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This is a modest estimate of how far I went, and on the lower side of the estimate (better than overestimating). I faced further danger in the panhandle when running on a cobwebby treadmill in Alisons dads house. It featured no digital information or even an analogue timer, and was set at a permanent incline that was good training but really hurt me. Mosquitoes were all over me, as I ran with various sprays in my face and grenade shaped devices clipped to my pants. I peered out of the dirty windows at a varied thicket of plants and trees.

Alisons dad is a weirdo and told me just after I finished that the machine was not really designed for running, just walking.