Road running 24:00 [3] 2.6 mi (9:14 / mi)
This really was the lamest excuse for a run ever. I woke up with no kids. Ray was off to run 36 miles. I was going to come too, but as I got to the pub at 6 the night before, and was still doing vodka shots at 2am, I thought I might be a bit of a liability.
I jogged to post some Christmas cards, and then ran our of energy at the canal, so dropped in to see tessa. She listened to me spouting jibberish with great manners, and after about an hour I set off walking to town to buy some presents, and started to sober up :-(
By mid afternoon I decided I could legally drive, so went to pick up the van from the far side of the meadows. By now I felt really shit so I took Laurence's scooter as I felt too lazy to walk. I think I have damaged my calf even more when I hit a curb and went flying. Hmm. Must try growing up soon.