Poor Ben was beside himself. It had taken him 48hours to adjust to the idea that we wouldn't be running Narrabeen Lake back via Cromer, only for Macca to head up Pittwater Rd on the usual route. Dicky was quietly seething that his planned route to Tania Park had been usurped. The rest of us (Quentin, Rich Mullaney, Erika and myself) were just enduring the pain of low 4min kms while Macca and Dicky fought for who would be leading and therefore determining which way to go. The problem, you see, is that Macca can't face hills, at least for the first 15km of a run. On the other hand, Dicky doesn't like the flat. It's all too stressful. We'll be reverting to the usual route next week.
Another cracker of a morning. I was a bit stiff after too many red wines last night meant I neglected the stretching. With the hilly route on top of that I was feeling the hammy a bit towards the end. All up 28.5km averaging 4:36's.
Cop a load of that Hoey. Emporio's Big Breakfast. Macca and I are in food heaven. 10/10.
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I'm recovering from a 100 mile week and three brunches in a row. All 8/10.
BB looks OK, good poaching jog but seriously, what the hell is watercress doing on that plate? Where's the bread? Atkins diet doesn't work for runners.
Hoey
Looks like the kind of thing we leave out for the dog here in the East Tommy H
Timmy, you're sounding like an over-ambitious estate agent. Erko is not in the East mate.
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