28 Feb

Against all recent odds, I actually managed to snag myself a lie in on one of my days off. It was glorious, but I did still go out for a run once I got myself up and out of bed.

The lie in definitely did me some good, considering I shaved a minute and a half off my best kilometre time and still didn’t cry at any point. My upcoming 5k is going to be smashed at this rate.

Well. I say that. Once I got home, I sat on the sofa all day and haven’t moved except for nourishment and, er, relieving oneself (because clarifying that stuff is important). The afternoon and evening was spent in such a position, reading the entire document minuting Mark Watson’s 27 Hour Show which happened this week a year ago. It’s funny to remember what sort of weird stuff went on when we were all sleep deprived and locked in a very hot room. I still live in hope for it to be resurrected in time for the 29th Comic Relief next year, but I think we shall just have to wait and see with crossed fingers and baited breath.


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