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We watched the park slowly fill with dog walkers while the tea cooled. Getting up early felt less like discipline and more like borrowing a quiet hour. Fictional demo story. Image generated for illustration.

A low cloud hid the grand view. The small paths, wet grass and sound of the city waking up were enough. The flask was definitely worth carrying. Fictional demo story. Image generated for illustration.

Five kilometres, no sprint finish, and enough breath left for a long chat. This felt much better than another attempt to beat a number. Fictional demo story. Image generated for illustration.

The sky stayed grey, so the photograph I wanted never happened. I noticed the wet grass and the tiny paths instead. I might like those pictures more. Fictional demo story. Image generated for illustration.