The alarm was set for 7.30 this morning and I woke up ten minutes before it went off and went downstairs to find it was only twenty past six. But I minded not, as it was a stunningly beautiful morning and the extra hour meant that I got to sit outside in the teahouse with [...]
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Daren, Andy and I met at Jack & Jill windmills this morning for a quick run before (a late) breakfast. It was a beautiful morning, as can be seen from the photos. We ran up to the top of the first hill and left down the tank tracks to the gate at the bottom. [...] This morning I drove down to Stamner Park to go for a run with a bunch of friends… Cliff, Andy, Paula, Nikki and the ever elusive Daren, whose head I seem to have squished in order to get Nikki & Cliff in! You’ll notice a couple of things from the photos below… Cliff is [...] YES indeedie, two years have passed since I started writing this blog and if you’ve been reading it all this time, you probably deserve a drink! To celebrate, of course! Without the enigmatic Bok to keep me going through the winter, my results have been down on the first year, but only a touch. In fact, I [...] I wish that were true, but it’s not! A local girl friend of mine has a running machine and she has agreed to let me use it whenever I like in exchange for a small charge to cover running costs. So since I’d not had a midweek run this week I tried it out this [...] Actually, maybe this should be called a post-piste run, in view of the fact that we enjoyed several bottles of wine with our friends Phil & Pam last night… which is several more than we normally imbibe! Fortunately I awoke with no serious side-effects and Phil & I were out of the house, running down [...] I’m trying to remain aloof from Daren ‘I’ve run up a 1000m mountain twice this week’ Packham‘s various acerbic comments. I’m sure that some form of bovine retribution (eg. a misplaced footfall in a recently deposited cowpat) will have to be forthcoming at some point. I think the Girl Guides (who are in Division 2 [...] I pulled up at Falmer pond behind a guy limbering up to go running and asked him if he was running with Andy? ’Yes’, came the reply, ‘but how did you know to come here?’ It turned out that he had only just changed the meeting point and was waiting for a different Andy to me! [...] |
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