I may have mentioned this triathlon thingy a few times (I will stop soon and will mention my holiday a lot. Or rather, Brom will), but today there was a very worrying development. Very worrying indeed. Scary even. Well, at least to me it is.
This morning as I was driving my routes, I wanted to get out and (shock horror) jog! I wanted to run! I wanted to move faster than walking pace. The weather though was not on my side: a lot of rain and the route I take involves a stretch of road with very very deep puddles. Car, puddle, me: not a good combo.
Tomorrow though, it's supposed to be nice. What's this world coming to if I want to go out and jog???