If I EVER come off with "it's a good hit out" in relation to a run, can you please shoot me. What does that even mean?
I regret telling someone too many of my secrets. I always get scared that I will die suddenly and suddenly someone will read all my emails and my texts and piece together a life that is a bit off centre.
But I am excited and a little bit apprehensive about this weekends race. First race in an Ice Age. Bought a new running outfit to celebrate. Hope it doesn't chafe.
Bit of a proud mum today. Curtis and his band mates spent today recording their first EP in a studio in Sydney. In a few weeks time they play their first "proper" gig in a hotel in Sydney. Lots of firsts as a mum at the moment. The less said about last weekends first - the first time I was in the car with him driving, the better.
Here is something that is funny and shows what clever stuff you can do with a bit of a knack for editing.
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