The definitive Parkrun wish list, apparently, according to L.
I need to google some of those and I'm also not sure if they're in order or not. It’s probably our holidays sorted for the next three years.
Cycling this morning is a bit damp, again. An Indian Summer obviously.
L arrives home from PiYo having ran back from Harvey Hadden, ridiculously sexy sweaty. Only my about to burn paella prevents immediate intervention.
(Tuesday 22nd September)