So I'd finished my sunbathe and thought it would be a really good idea to go for a run down the beach. I've done this a few times so it wasn't some one off crazy notion - it was about a 10 off crazy notion. Normally what I do is run for half the time I want to run for and then turn round and run back. Today however, whether it was the heat, that I wasn't fully recovered from my cold or that it was just the wrong kind of sand, it was a nightmare. I only managed to haul my 93kg carcuss for about 15 minutes before I decided to turn round and then it just seemed that I had run miles. Every foot step sank deep into the sand and I just couldn't find any sold ground. The iPod that normally helps decided to randomly play Dido when I wanted something with a hard and heavy beat and I had no pacemaker - not a man dressed in a chicken outfit (see Glen's marathon account). So to my shame I had to stop and walk the rest of the way back.
Must try harder!
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one of those things matey...however, having dido on your ipod isnt!
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