Ran into work. It was below freezing when I left. Never felt good and the usual spur post Sydenham Hill (London's highest point) never materialised. Running tired but done and more kms under the belt.
Then it was a case of head down and an intense 11 hours of non stop grind to 7.30 to clear the slate ahead of the weekend.
PS Doubters don't mess with my Paula.
Where is the papers and write ups on the 'Tin Pot' Palace games of late?
ReplyDelete....sing when your winning.