With Mrs. B walking around all day moaning and mumbling about the instrusion on her privacy by the paparazzi during her run on Sunday, I arrive back from Kiev and after a near 3 hour flight get out and run an 8km. Clearly something to do with the amount of coffee I drank on the KLM flight, I ran 8km in 38:12 av hr 154. However, in doing so I hurt my thigh so must be a little bit careful for the rest of the week. Wouldn't want to miss a nice 32 km run next Sunday would I ?!!
Only a away for one night but KB in her attempt to help me carb load (a little early but who am I to complain) produced a superb homemade chocolate cookie and CB tells me that she has moved up to Group Three in her spelling.
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