Nothing to say on my own behalf this week, this is much more amusing and what I would have said if I was witty😆😆
It’s over two years since I last wrote this blog. Let me explain.
I got cold feet. Not literally. (Although my circulation’s not what it used to be.) I was in love. Deeply in love. And then that love died as quickly as it had started.
I had fallen head over heels in love with running. Once I’d got my first sniff of SiS gel, I collapsed blissfully into the arms of a relationship that I never thought I’d be worthy of.
The first few months were intense. Running was all I could think about. Running was all I could talk about. Look at me! Running! With my legs! Aren’t we amazing together?
Running and I fell out from time to time – I remember a particularly heated exchange on the Catford Gyratory that left me with a busted ankle – but we would always kiss and make up. Running made me…
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