April - Old Mutual Two Oceans Marathon

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Marlborough Man
Looks like there's a Jog Shop Jog replica on the immediate horizon.
My good friend and Captain of the Habbakuk Harriers Rog 'Diamond Geezer' Sisley writes with news of the Marlborough Challenge. I'll ponder this over the weekend and make a decision on Monday - entries close on Mayday. Could be an omen.

The Return Of The (Greene) King
On a note of local interest I took myself off, purely in a journalistic capacity you understand, to the Lewes Arms to witness the return of the prodigal drinkers last night. There’s not been a gathering of so much facial hair since the David Bellamy Look-a-like Convention of ’86, the gentle folk of Lewes flocking to their favourite hostelry in their droves. Raucous welcomes and loud high fives were thin on the ground as the revellers backed the success of their campaign by downing unfeasible quantities of local ale. I stood my share, as one must, and can attest with some confidence to the quality of the Best bitter. One curmudgeonly old goat, shoving his impressive belly through the merrymakers, flat cap pulled down over his grisled visage, mumbled cantankerously about having a pint of Greene King, but I suspect this was just for show.

Lopeless in Lewes
Still no running activity to report, and I'm bound to say I'm not really missing it. Areas of my body are softening gently which is disappointing if inevitable. My dogs are giving me daily grief as I emerge from my snorechamber, their resignation coming earlier each day as I slump into my wicker chair armed with toast and coffee.

I can see the need to get out there soon though. All this lethargy is coming way too easily.
Perhaps tomorrow; pass the honey.

[SIZE="1"]Photos: Outside LA; Lewes Folk projected on the wall[/SIZE]