An occasional chronicle of my misguided attempts to engage in physical activities a few years after what could be considered my prime. My mind is already gone - now watch as the body crumbles. This blog is for the entertainment of my old running buddies. Anyone else who stumbles upon this will be even more bored than my old buddies. You have been warned.
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In the spirit of the occasion I thought long and hard as how to mark the event so I sussed a celebratory talisman would do the trick. Hence, I took the liberty of "lifting" your old hip from the landfill and will present it you in a pre-run ceremony. Due to the constraints of the prevailing lunar (to say nothing of the astrological) cycles the gift must be worn in close proximity to your nasal passages thereby ensuring a proper grounding and subsequent energy transmission.
Enjoy!
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