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Monday, 19 September 2016

Gold Dust



Turkey Trot entries open today. Great, this means I can again log on too late and find the race has been filled hours ago. Places are like gold dust and some say this race is harder to get in to than Glastonbury. Consequently I have never ran the Turkey Trot but I have been to Glastonbury.

I’m in! Would you believe it, I’ve even had the confirmation email. Although I now feel guilty for doing L out of the Bolsover 10k which is on the same day and is where she has a reputation to keep up after I piloted her race number to 2nd Over 50s Lady last year.

Did you see the Brownlees and their brotherly love? Although I’m not sure Alistair would have been so helpful if he’d had a chance of the World Title himself.

MD is at the vets tonight for his annual booster. He hates this once a year visit with a vengeance and is a quivering wreck in the waiting room. The vet has bad news for him, it’s no longer once a year. The new improved vaccine that they are introducing requires two visits exactly four weeks apart. This is progress? Doesn’t sound very ‘improved’ to me.

Luckily, afterwards we have dog training up at Codnor to take his mind off it. Then we head over to Mickelover to collect L from her parents where her brother is now at home.

(Monday 19th September)

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