4.2 miles along the canal this afternoon. One has to practise that 0.2 mile appendage.
Apparently it’s Christmas soon. I asked the greeter in Halford’s why they were playing a dub reggae version of Auld Lang Syne, and he told me. You heard it here first.
That’s almost it for today. It’s late, and I am sleepy. Instead of my stuff, treat yourself to some real running writing. I reminded myself of this earlier this evening, and had to go and read it again. It’s by Julie Welch, my favourite running writer.
