Jan 05, 2012 20:18
Ran 7k. Did not die. Did walk for a minute in the middle because DEATH wanted a word with me. But still. That will do for today's exercise.
I am now going to celebrate the only way I know how. PJs, Hot Chocolate & Baileys, and some daft film of daft. Possibly Hot Fuzz. Rock on.
*I refuse to die in the desert, damnit!
running,
booze,
australia 2012