February 7th 2022
Today I ran again! Except not really. Well, I did, but not like intentionally. Well okay it was intentional but it wasn’t really a run. I was just running. Let me start over.
On Saturday night I left my car at the pub, and then got very very drunk, so my car remained at the pub. Yesterday, because I’d previously been very very drunk, I was unable to stand up, let alone go and retrieve my car.
So today, after work, I needed to go get it. And see, it was going to be like a twenty minute walk. And it was probably gonna be quite cold and so just decided to sprint the whole way there. Partly to save time and partly to see if I could.
I puffed more than I should’ve done, though.
At one point I overtook a jogger, and I felt bad, because he’d probably been out for five miles already, and I was going to be out for a total of one mile tops. He wasn’t to know that I was basically pretend to run.
Also, because I had my car keys in my trackies’ pocket, I was jingling all the way like Santa’s sleigh.
Until tomorrow, I should’ve put it on Strava.