I wanted to call this blog post ‘sloppy’, but that’s just a step too far I think.
Sloppy is such a horrible word isn’t it?
Anyway, Holly’s friend Hannah came to stay.
That was nice. We drank a lot and discussed Hannah’s heritage (Jewish) in relation to Easter (awkward).
Later that evening we all went to town.
I lost Holly and Hannah pretty early into the night, and quickly panicked. Luckily I found my friend Katie and Vickie.
Did another run today. The plan is to do it daily, which is ridiculous, and here is why: When I’m not actually running, my legs don’t work very well. They ache. Maybe Forrest Gump went through this too though, so there is hope.
I’ll update you tomorrow, cos I’m trying to do this every day too.
While I wrote that last sentence, I was literally bitten on the arse by some kind of flying devil mosquito type thing. Fuck this, I’m going to bed.
