Oh my, I have become the most terrible LJer.
Last month I ran the Bristol Half Marathon. It was slower than I expected. Just by a couple of minutes, but I'd hoped to be faster, especially considering my
bathroom malfunction last year.
But there it is. The start was at 10 a.m., and the sun was hot. I can pull out all the excuses in the world, but the
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