Not Unsurprising News

Today I get the not unsurprising news that my outdoor Monday dog training is now suspended until February at the earliest. It’s actually a relief because now I can plan things in advance for Mondays. Luckily I’d already anticipated this Monday's cancellation and I'm all set to ruin my day in the gym after work.

L is out tonight, having a Christmas Curry with friends in Borrowash. We rendezvous later in Beeston Tesco so that she can top up her storage box collection which may soon be rivalling the size of her book collection. This means once again running the gauntlet of ‘Now That’s What I Call Christmas’ on their PA system which surely everyone is already sick of, despite is only being the 4^th of December. I’ve already been through it once today at Sainsbury’s.

Back home I sit sharing my cheese and pate with Doggo, slipping him chunks of bread covered in the stuff in an attempt to fatten him up. That is until MD rumbled what was going on and I had to stop. 

(Monday 4^th December)

Hidden Qualities

L and I are both a bit hung over after our session on the Tuck last night, not that we were particularly outlandish on it. Clearly it has hidden qualities that we need to keep an eye on.  

L is now indulging of a different sort, in the ‘Twelve Swims Of Christmas’. I think I’ll steer well clear of that one.

The results from the Coalville 10k are a very poor show. There’s a list of numbers and times on their website but no names. As I said the other day it was a race done very much on the cheap.

In the evening L goes for a Christmas curry with her running partners. I go for my usual dogging session, where my mistake it taking the dog. MD has a total off night.

(Monday 2^nd December)