10 days, good and faithful readers. 10 Days.
10 days without running. For good reason. For reasons which I am happy to do.
Actually, 10 days will end up being actually 8 days, as I should be able to squeeze in a few miles the first day and the last day. But, other than those, it’ll be 10 days Fer Shor.
How will I cope?
By learning Spanish, teaching myself C, and weeping gently while no-one is looking.
Well, that, and I finally downloaded Season 2 of Battlestar Galactica.
weep gently? wouldn’t that be like stifling a sneeze?
It’s ok. I’ve got your back. Carry on. :)
I’m tivo-ing it, and saving up for a big popcorn-filled marathon-fest!