A minute and a half off my best 10k time tonight – and it felt good. Most noticeably, no clench required.
Now I am motivated, lets see if we can tumble the Genoa 5k and 7k before I leave at the end of the month.
just booked 3 weeks in Egypt to finally complete my dive instructor license – sometimes you just have to get on with it don’t you?
Just a quick note to thank my ultra paranoid girlfriend for
1. Interrupting me while in full flow writing last nights blog, frantic with verbal diarrhoea.
2. texting me at midnight and beyond with even more paranoia
What was it all about ? Well, apparently someone was ‘fucking with her’. An unknown person had stealthily entered the house, climbed two flights of stairs, opened her shoe cupboard and removed 1, yes just 1 pair of shoes and made off with them whilst leaving jewelry, computers, TV’s and a host of other goodies untouched. fucking amazing I thought !!
This paranoia went on for quite some time, in fact into office hours today before I suggested she checked the boot of her Volvo, which was where I last saw them over christmas while me and Rupert were loading the car with beer.
Despite me asking her today what the moral of the story was – she failed to get it. As Uncle Den would say, ‘a place for everything and everything in his place’. My Grandma would have undoubtedly put it much less subtly – ‘Put your fucking stuff away next time’. My mother, most likely would tutt, smile and role her eyes.
Women and shoes
I guess I will get the blame when I get home though for not telling her sooner where they were. I would have been very annoyed with her if it wasn’t for the fact that when I get home on the 30th, there will be a couple of big bars of purple Milka in the fridge, accompanied by some very cold Belgian beer. Well there just better be.
January 15th, 2014 at 17:34
I may just leave the milka and beer in the boot of my car and you will have to hunt for them also! Thanks for leaving out the first part of the story as to why I came to that conclusion. You write like you hear…selectively! Now back to writing about poo.