Washie

Kapow.  Its Thursday.  Arrived at work early this morning and hijacked the foyer sound system.  Deluge - Open up the sky.

My dad's doing the Washie this year.  For the lesser-informed, its a 160km road run from Port Alfred to Slummies.  For the non-runner, thats quite far to run.  Infact, thats quite far to drive.  I wouldn't even take that on on my bike.  I agreed to second him, which involves driving 160km quite slowly... and running next to him when he's battling to stay awake... and sleeping in a car seat when I'm battling to stay awake.  Its also next Friday!  What the flip, I thought I had months of prep time... I guess relative to actually taking part, I don't need to prep.

Feedback from the soccer is streaming in; Hemingways wants us to come back, real teenagers have said words like 'Thank you' and 'I appreciate it' and I hear some of them are still arguing about the refs.  My work here is done.  Good things to come.