Monday 12.30pm Great Yarmouth (Work)
Having survived the lift to work this morning, with Ben smoking a morning rolly while he drove me down the Acle Straight, I am feeling in a confident mood. I have passed at least 2 people in the street who I have thought looked ridiculous with their little bits of onfire, rolled up paper hanging from their lips. I may be exagerating slightly but I feel like I can already feel the benefits (it has only been 5 waking hours Spragg!) and am really looking forward to a long run and a healthy dinner to aid the cleaning out of my lungs tonight.
I'm going to use this blog as a bit of a venting board for my mania - so this is probably the sanest I'm going to be for the next week or so.
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