Well, what a bizarre Sunday, first couldn't get anywhere due to the Tour de France and how bad are ITV, just as they enter Dartford the adverts come on and when they finished the cyclists were out in Greenhithe!
Anyway, the shorts came out and off I went in the sun, with my new ipod in the fancy runners armband, although, it did work.
Ran out to Stone, and down East Hill then into town, around the one way system and back up Temple Hill - nearly into Costa coffee, but held off.
Once Ealing and Wyboston are out the way I need to step up a grea and enter a 5K race and a second one by early August.
Andrew
It's "Scot Goes Pop Night" over at Wings, as Stew lovingly archives and
annotates *sixty-four* of the finest SGP blogposts of the last six years -
join me on a trip down memory lane as we relive the highs, the lows, the
triumphs, the setbacks, the laughter, the tears, the joy, the despair - and
the renewed hope that Scotland will soon be an independent country
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I very rarely link to Wings posts, but I'm compelled to make an exception
tonight because I'm *profoundly moved by this one*. In order to prove that
he'...
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