Today my legs were still sore from running MacRitchie at the weekend, so instead of going for a run after work I went home, and put my wallet down in the wrong place in the[…]
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Month: September 2014
Awake and struggling
Today I was on baby duty in the evening, as my wife was fairly exhausted by an action-packed day of baby wrangling. La Serpiente Aquatica Negra started yelling about half an hour after we put[…]
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Early morning runs and the hypocrisy of taxi drivers
Instead of going to bed on time, I stayed up late watching rubbish on the internet, which meant when the alarm went at 6:30 I snoozed it, and struggled to be out of the door[…]
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Big Day Out
This morning I got up from the sofa at 6am and went down to East Coast Park to help out with the Parkrun. I had the glamourous duty of being the backmarker, running behind everyone[…]
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Penguins
Sean Hughes’ latest show (Penguins*) appeared on DVD in ny mailbox this week, so this evening, after we’d gone out for a burrito and La Serpiente Aquatica Negra had spread a bowl of rice and[…]
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A race, interrupted
After a rather long day, I rushed back home to read to my daughter about giant demonic woodlice, and then watch some motorcycling.
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Oranges Are Not Good For You
I seem to have injured myself by eating an orange. I felt fine until about four-thirty this afternoon, when I ate the orange, after which I’ve been wracked with abdominal pain. Too low to be[…]
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Adler’s Hostel
In dire need of ice cream, I slunk out of the flat at 8pm, almost took a wrong turn and fell 21 floors to my certain doom, but luckily checked myself before I wrecked myself,[…]
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Doesn’t get out much
Today I failed to leave the office between when I arrived at work and when I finished this evening, and that was bad, because it meant I got hardly any exercise all day, my Fitbit[…]
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Strangely brutal
Tonight was a strangely brutal track session. I’d slept well last night, I’d eaten sensibly all day, I should have been fully recovered from Saturday’s race, but I got to the track feeling tired before[…]
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