After a (good) 45 minute run this morning (no abductor pain), and a 45 minute RPM class (small slap merited), I stood in a queue in Whitcoulls and, like everyone else in the store, bought my Harry Potter. I'm not used to being one of the masses. It was humbling.
Now I'm sitting on the sofa with Harry and a bag of grapes. I may be some time...
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There are as many reasons for running as there are days in the year, years in my life. But mostly I run because I am an animal and a child, an artist and a saint. So, too, are you. Find your own play, your own self-renewing compulsion, and you will become the person you are meant to be. - George Sheehan
About Me
- Pip
- Wellington, New Zealand
- I'm a runner and a mum to far too many cats and two spoiled greyhounds. I am of late a very occasional writer. I live in Wellington in a ramshackle villa on the side of a hill. During office hours I do the public servant middle management thing and formulate my ten year plan to move to Central Otago to run the family vineyard.
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2 comments:
*provides the small slap* ;p
I am a sheep???
Ahh yes! NZ........that explains a lot
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