Wednesday, 27 April 2011

Mea culpa

First night I've missed running club for weeks. Easter Egg consumption is muffling the guilt, as is the promise that I will definitely do a good few miles tomorrow morning. I was tempted to get my kit on and have a quick run by myself, but I'm really not in the mood. You know those people who force themselves to put their trainers on and, once they're out, they run for miles. I'm not those people. Last time I tried that, I got as far as the police station one hundred yards down the road and skulked home. A night off. And start again tomorrow. Because as they used to say at Weight Watchers: 'Yesterday is as over as the Crimean War.' Bizarre choice for analogy for a slimming club, but true nonetheless.

1 comment:

  1. Very funny Lou, we missed you at the running club last night. x