My colleagues at work are not overly impressed by my efforts yesterday e.g. ‘only 50
miles, wimp’. Not that they did anything spectacular over the weekend themselves.
L reveals that Saturday's Parkrun was her new PB by 10 seconds
which just goes to show the power of a Friday night and also more probably the energy
boasting power of the humble Chinese takeaway. She or parkrun have kept this quiet
for two days though, we could have been celebrating.
L has nothing to do at work so instead works out her annual
booze intake, the volume of which she blames on the hedonism of Paris, Switzerland,
Glastonbury and Scotland. Which does make us sound quite globetrottingly
hedonistic and I’m sure excuses the numbers.
(Monday 24th August)
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