A lone distance walker, now flirting with the idea of being a runner, who sometimes struggles with motivation, has too many and conflicting goals and just not enough time. Thinking about nothing other than running. There was no good reason why not. I made some coffee and toast and read. Checked the gym timetable to see what crosstraining I co.

Travel, Running and a Little Bit of Style.

This glass at half capacity. This glass at half capacity. I went for a wog today. First time in probably a week. Alright perhaps that is a slight exaggeration. I have discovered that I make crutches for myself. Some may call them excuses. I think they are more like crutches because I use them to fall back on and hold my story of failing to meet a goal. I find the battle in my mind the hardest.

While I believe that neither of these is wrong, or a worse choice than the other, the extremism of it is what gets under my skin, particularly when someone is very firmly on one side of the fence or the other, and makes those on the other.

Tools for Taking Care of Business. Run Together, Fun Together. Some of us, post race; smiles of victory! The 2016 Honolulu Marathon has come and gone, and, for our running group, it was a great success! Mother Nature, once again, blessed us with a mostly overcast, cool day and, best of all NO RAIN! Thank you, Mother Nature.

Road running, trail running, cycling and now by default, or rather by injury, a bit of swimming. Laundry day in Plettenberg Bay. Wake up on a glorious summer day and decide that it is a good day to do the washing. A few hours on the wind is howling and although i am pretty sure the washing is dry i cannot find it anywhere. Still later grumbling to myself with huge raindrops falling on my back while i scrabble around the back garden picking the washing up out of the muddy puddles.

When he would let me out of the cage he was dressed like a woman and he pretended it was tea time and served me tea. There were these people in cloaks, red cloaks with hoods. There was a table and right next to it was a wooden pole and it branched out over the table where there was a rope hanging from the .