Fifty-Five Days Later...

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Fifty-Five Days Later... –––––––– My goal had become to reach the border, and I was growing sure that exploring the area was crucial to our return back home. I spent about a month preparing myself for the trip, even though it didn't seem necessary, considering the shape I was in. My aerobic training would allow me to reach the border faster, way before the induced sleep. I needed more time to look for clues and dedicate myself to observing all details, no matter how irrelevant they might seem. Once I developed my lung capacity and aerobic resistance, I could expertly cover over six miles without stopping. According to my calculations, I would gain at least three hours by taking fewer breaks. Thanks to the changes in my physiology, my body was reacting exceptionally to my training. I a

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