Trained for a marathon. Did it. A few times. Training for a half-Iron distance triathlon now, as it's time for my mid-life crisis. And fuck me if I'm not in for a few surprises.
Gouty fat bloke, trying not to be either.
Saturday, 12 February 2011
What am I made of?
A collection of very very sore, very very tired muscles.
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