December 2017

[Sweder]

HAPPY NEW YEAR, you bunch of reprobates.

Running has been sporadic, brief and slow, but it has been happening.
Looks like I'm IN for Almeria (the 9k, most likely). Just need to do the paperwork etc.
Dry January could be my running salvation. It'll help shed a few kilos, which, as we know, is almost as effective as good training.

The Rooks are top of there league going into 2018, the Rookettes are flying high in the FAWPL and going strong in three cups.
Football, at the only level I give a toss about, is a joyous part of my life just now.

T1 Today UK, the independent UK wing of Children With Diabetes, of which I am a trustee, held it's first self-funded conference in October. We housed, fed, watered, educated, re-charged and hugged 100 lucky families. We broke even, so we're doing it all again in Scotland in 2018.

At time of writing the 2018 edition of the Moyleman is all but sold out, with 334 places gone. Top work under new Race Director Charliecat5, ably supported by OutAlongTheRiver. Harveys are installing a fully licensed bar at the finish next year, a cause for celebration as we finally have the capacity to organise a piss-up in a brewery.

Congrats to Bevendean Parkrun on number 100 this past Saturday. I was a there, horribly slow, badly hung-over after sucking down most of the new batch of Abyss Brewing Mango Milk IPA with Charliecat, but I made the start and I got round. Extremely round. I'm going on a diet.

Congrats, too, to my Twitten buddies, on completing Twitten Run number 102 this morning. I was there, in body at least, having fallen out of bed less than 30 minutes before the off. It was ugly, tough and painful, but I got it done. Pretty much how I feel about 2017, really.

Wishing you all health and happiness in 2018.
I'd wish you peace, too, but let's be honest; I love it LOUD.

   
Trust me, I felt worse than I look here