The Sheffield Half has a new route and it’s a hilly one. How
refreshing! Perhaps everyone else is as bored with ‘fast and flat’ as I am. I’m
tempted to enter.
It’s just a shame it’s now called the Yorkshire Half.
Personally I can’t see how calling it that helps promote Sheffield.
Dogging is off again, no great surprise there. So I shall
swim, cook and then I may even hang some curtains... as I now have something to
put on the new rails I put up on Sunday.
The pool is absolutely heaving with almost everyone trying to do
lengths but with only two of the lanes in, it’s more like a game of British
Bulldog, trying not to get tangled up with someone coming the other way.
It’s probably almost as violent as L’s evening, which she
spends boxing and sharing a punch bag with a bloke. Sounds like just the
sort of workout she needed.
(Monday 16th February)
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