The song, whether the Kristofferson or Cash version (Kristofferson wrote it) is one which proffers sad and lonely sentiments and lamentations of one hung over soul negotiating his way through a Sunday. Well, this Sunday just gone by was quite the opposite. My feet hit the floor at 7 am and at 8:00 am with a calm sea and spotless, cloudless azure skies we set off from Milford Beach on a 15 km walk. Our ages ranged from 58 to 70. We are training for Ekiden Relay of October 11. Yours truly has the first lap of 8.7 km.
Oh, oh oh, beautiful Sunday ….
Blue skies, nothing but blue skies …
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