ilikesocks

I was out seeing Knifeworld last night and knew today’s Juneathon effort would be a bit poor, due to not getting in ‘til after 1am. I wasn’t so drunk I can’t remember a) wobbling home on my bike (although I had gone about a mile before thinking ‘hmm, maybe I should put my lights on); and b) shutting the cat’s tail in the door when I got in but I was pissed enough to not bother getting dressed ‘til 3:30 this afternoon when I eventually put on my running gear to…

…run round the garden.

I know! It’s pathetic and I had planned to do my little .75 route but I couldn’t be bothered and for some reason letting the decorators who are currently stripping the paint from the outside of the pub across the road see me run for all of eight minutes seemed worse than letting my neighbours see me run round the garden, picking up feathers on the way, complete in running kit for about one minute.

Still, it’s a Juneathon effort and I’m in charge and I say it counts, so there.

Oh, the socks. Yes. Here they are.

Aren’t they lovely? I won Millie’s competition to guess her time at the Great Manchester Run and she knitted me these socks. They’ve got a heel and everything and I’m going to wear them tonight when iliketocount and I go out for our anniversary meal.

Thanks Millie!

Stats
Distance: 0.03 miles
Time: 1:07
Feathers: 3
Pairs of socks: 1
Anniversary meals: 1