There Is No June

[Sweder]

Actually, there is, even in a running sense.
So far I've managed a pre-breakfast 5k in the western hills, nothing too strenuous, you understand. This morning I joined Tom Roper, OutAlongTheRiver and is progeny, Felix, for the Beavendean Parkrun (the off-road, hilly affair). I did fairly well, bagging 5th spot (out of 30), albeit a good 5 minutes behind the winner, a svelt young man of antipodean extraction who barely broke sweat clocking 22 minutes. 

I've plans for a Twittens Plus tomorrow, perhaps a trip to Blackcap. I've not been there in a while. I'm due a hernia op in early August but my surgeon, a jovial chap with an infectious laugh, assures me that running should not be affected.
'So long as you run pretty much upright' he declared followed by a guffaw that would have shaken Brian Blessed.
Thank goodness he's not seen me run.

There's talk of Almeria amongst the runnerati. I presume there's no news on a confirmed date?

On, on.