I nipped down to the Swan for 6-30pm. We did a lovely run with club-mates, led superbly by PSP. Then, when we got got back I asked someone with one of those watches that bleeps every ten minutes or so, 'how far far did we do then?'. The reply was '10.47'. 'Miles?', I replied. 'No' was the answer :closed:
Poacher turned game-keeper
can I run vestless if I put the safety pins through my skin thus still displaying the number on my torso? I'm hard like that, it gets my psyched for a race![]()