Race day
It is just wrong for an alarm to go off at 7am on a Sunday morning, unless you’re a nurse or something and have to go to work at the weekends or I suppose if you’re one of these strange people who go running and enter races that are on a Sunday morning instead of a more civilised time like a Saturday afternoon.
I’m lying in my bed thinking shall I get up and go to the race because I’m thinking I haven’t run for two weeks so I must be really unfit and I’m also wondering if staying up late drinking lager and eating Peanut Butter KitKat Chunky was the best race preparation and I’m also wondering if I can bear to be seen in public with a race number proudly declaring itself to be supported by Budgens.
But I decide that as I haven’t been to Hornsey before it’ll be an adventure. Sort of.
Budgens of Crouch End has got to be better than Finance Societys.
Let us know how the peanut butter kitkat chunky went as a pre-race meal, I’m always on the look out for new superfoods.