It’s lobbing it down this morning and I opt to leave my
trusty steed at home. e.g. I wimp out of cycling. That’s not going to look good
on the training schedule and an horrifically hour long wait for a bus home from Derby
actually makes me wish I had cycled in the rain. In fact I'd rather be at home chucking
balls than stuck here.
L tries to console me by offering me Jennifer Lawrence for
the night. We have Winter's Bone to watch. She says the book is nice and
depressing, so it should be right up my street.
Then she forwards me a lengthy email exchange between her and
Daughter. It finishes with the words ‘I’ve printed off a sodding training
plan’. Blimey, L’s offered to enter her in the Manchester
10k as a 'treat'. She’s also told her it’ll take her an hour. Wow. Nothing like
setting the bar high. Way to go girls.
Winter's Bone is depressing, very atmospheric and requires
your undivided attention, so we shouldn’t really have been munching our way
through a meal as we watched it. Winter’s Bone is also accompanied by a large
dose of Dog’s Rubber Bone, as is most things we try and watch on TV. Definitely
one for the cinema I think.
(Friday 7th November)
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