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Wednesday, May 18, 2005

9:43 a.m. - Work work work work... work work work work

I was going to try and run yesterday to make it two days on the run but I was just Soooo busy hiring a guy who quit at lunchtime – big ponce.

Then today, my brain is playing tricks on me. It’s a bit cooler outside and threatening to drizzle and my brain is just-about operating this computer in some small way, but mostly it’s saying,



But I know I shouldn’t eat now or I’ll get stitch and besides, I’m not really hungry – just bored and there’s nothing exciting to eat anyway.

Transportation of Dangerous Goods Regulations is SOOOO boring and you know what? It’s just so a guy can drive the tanks across the road and fill them up at the gas station. You think a training certificate is going to save him if he gets broadsided by a truck going up the road?

But as long as I am safety guy,
I know I will comply.

Go on now go,
walk out the door,
don’t turn around now,
cos I need to do some work.

Anonymous Silver Lining said...

waffles are bad. I had waffles for brunch. With bananas and maple syrup. And ran two and a half hours later, and got stitch anyway. So don't eat waffles.

Now get back to work!  

Blogger Andrea said...

A bagel seemed to go down well at 7am and stay down without even any hungry glupping noises on my run. Question is, what shall I eat now?  

Anonymous franchini said...

I got a stitch yesterday. I thought it was because I put on a sudden burst of speed because a couple out in front of me were running slowly (really, really slowly for me to have to go round them), and TALKING! How do people do that - I need all my breath for myself. Anyway, I got a stitch, but it didn't occur to me that I might have got it because of what and when I ate.

Safety officer - that sounds like a really important job. I won't keep you back from it.  

Blogger Andrea said...

I'm with you on the breath thing. If something's worth doing - do it properly! They were obviously "joggers", not runners F. It might be your hunger giving you stitch but how to prevent hunger pangs when running past Indian and Italian restaurants really IS beyond me.  

Blogger Silver Lining said...

Phoenix and I occasionally talk.

During the first mile, and about the fourth mile seems to be optimum chat time :)  

Blogger Andrea said...

Ah, your breathing is obviously better than mine then. A fitness instructor once told me I had small lungs! I was always the kid who won prizes for trying hard.  

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