Maybe it's me. Maybe I am just highly strung. But I am sure I become more bad tempered and short of patience the nearer I get to running a marathon. OK. I am not an expert having only run two but blimey, if I ran anymore I would have been in a constant bad mood for the last 3 years (no change there then some may say). But this is already getting me down. Three weeks to go and I have already got into that grumpy, don't-wind-me-up-because-don't-you-know-I-am-a-highly-trained-athlete syndrome. What a LOAD OF NONSENSE. Bedders, chill out.
Junior Bedders are keeping their distance and Mrs. B is going out for a night out with the girls. Things must be bad.
So, deep breaths and lots of counting to ten - BUT WHATEVER YOU DO, LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!!
......................only 23 days to go. Unbearable.
1 comment:
who knows .... maybe this crab style will take off and become the next big olympic event!
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