Your God wasn’t a runner, I know this for a fact because if he had been he would have designed eyes so that sweat did not seep into them, blinding you for the majority of a race. But anyway, you know what? I’ve just had a fab weekend, nothing funny happened, well my running partner’s daughter had a spray tan for her Prom and I happened to say to Charlie’s Angels that I thought she’d purchased a Pakistan child. As the tumbleweed slowly rolled by I wondered if that was a tidgy widgy inappropriate, but then realised it was fine as I am on the Equality and Diversity committee at work. So yesterday I got yet another dance picture, as you know I love dance pictures and with help from the Princess (her idea) we rearranged the wall.
Then today it was Half Marathon training and I cleared another 9 mins off the time this was the second attempt after years in the injury doldrums, so I thought. “Actually Charlie boy, you can do anything you want’ and that goes for anyone. I know there are multiple techniques and advice pages, training centres and motivational speakers out there. But you know what the real secret is? You need to want it, really you do. If you don’t really want it then it ain’t never going to happen.
I’m also jealous, yes I know it’s hard to believe, but all these sexy little minxes post all those sexy little poses and I truly feel left behind, so laid in my freezing cold bath after my run today I thought, ‘Ooo er missus, go on ave a go!’
😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 Hope I didn’t spoil your Sunday lunch 😘😘