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I miss you blog. I have not had much time lately to come here and spill it out. Focusing on my core has forced me to think about every choice, but mostly my ha d tendinitis is back and my early wake ups really limit what I am able to produce on my tube rides these days. 
Then, there is so much happening that I don't even know where to start - 10 years celebration of the charity and my first big speech in Portugal since the charity is more than just me; royal parks half marathon runners saga and convincing people to fundraise; legal flow business model and the need to start crowdfunding immediately, my new job picking up in activity, family worries, all the good stuff. 
Moreover, I had to do a sort of ted talk about careers in banking at the Portuguese university I am from which took a great deal of writing abilities, at the same time as I was asked to write 300 words about why I should be nominates to tne Extra Mile 40. Writing in the third person? That was not my best piece.
Hand hurts, must stop. Stop.

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