When I awoke this morning after an awful nights sleep and feeling like a cold coming on, I never realised it was my 49.6 birthday, but Andrew did.
We met up at 6:30am for our usual Tuesday run and for the first time in ages it was light – we could actually see where we were going for a change and had little chance of being run over by cyclists. I was feeling under the weather and if it hadn’t been for Andrew, I’d have stayed in bed.
Our fastest run to date by nearly 2 minutes.
After our run Andrew presented me with my 49.6th birthday present:
If you click on the picture, there is a fairly substantial preview of the book. Thanks heaps Andrew, I really appreciate it. Can’t wait for my 50th!