Pork Pies

Less than two weeks to go! eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek.

My training has been going ok. Getting a bit bored of it now to be honest, it sort of eats up the whole weekend as I am either:

a) not going out with mates because I will want a beer and that is bad (and therefore sulking)

b) preparing to go for a run

c)going for a run

d)recovering from going for a run

All in all, this is very, very dull.

So to spice things up a bit I went for a run on Saturday rather than Sunday, the park was quite busy considering the weather wasn’t great. Everything went fine apart from the fact that I misjudged the amount of water I drank that morning – 30 minutes after leaving I was bursting for the loo. Why is it that I have never, ever seen tiny children weeing in the park until I need the toilet? there were loads of them, their parents waving them in the air so they wouldn’t wee on their clothes. It was very rude and I blame them for the defeat of my mind over my bladder. After a coughing fit that nearly led to an accident I realised I had better find the toilets. Luckily they were open, and clean. However I did have to run up a hill to find them and I had to wait for children (who were surprisingly using the toilets) to stop faffing around in them.

There was no-one drinking Special Brew this week, but I did see a cat eating a piece of ham and a squirrel eating a pork pie (I am guessing that these items were left behind from a picnic) the cat was ready to defend its ham but I think I could have scared the squirrel off if I had wanted the pie.

So who is coming along on the 10th to support me? you might even get a St Dunstan’s clapper…

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