Sylvia thought: Screw the way we are brought up. Mummy’s advice about being a ‘nice’ girl, well nice girls didn’t get to f**k before breakfast outdoors.
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Sylvia Brereton was focussed, totally committed to her body’s response in the moment. This was her last workout before Sunday’s City to Casino ten-kilometre fun run. She had placed a creditable seventh in the women’s open section last year. At twenty-two she was determined to do better and place top three this year or at worst do a PB.
The task had got a bit more complex in the last three months when her training partner Meredith had transferred interstate with a job opportunity. It was a grind with continual practice alone. Never easy when you are too skilled to encourage casual partners to join you and you a
