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Lyrics - I’d just turned twenty six and she was twenty three
Sounds like a good mini break Blisters - Mrs B doesn't dive then?
Alehouse - much as it pains me I know you're right. I'm at nearly peak marathon mileage this week already, no wonder everything is creaking. I shall search for my common sense head. Part of the problem is that swimming and cycling are a little like rubbing salt in at the moment and don't chase the black dog away as well as running does.
Anyone racing this weekend?
Why: niggly/being sensible
Last hard: finding the sensible head
Last rest: 2/7
Yesterday's lyrics - Free World by Kirsty MacColl.
Enjoy the chocolate of your choice