a good long run

It’s been a little while since I last posted. Apologies, gentle Jruns readers. You’re entitled to expect better from your humble correspondent. In future I will try harder.
So what’s been happening? Well, for one thing, it was the weekend; a time when, amongst other things, I am blessedly free of all things web-related. I have [...]

Escher, Newton, Aldi

It was one of those mornings when every time you turn a corner you see some Everest-level hill climb staring you in the face, taunting. Strangely, there didn’t seem to be any corresponding downhills, despite the fact that I ended up back where I started.
Either my perception is a bit warped or [...]

it’s beginning to look a bit like…

Right now, mid December, is about the best time of the year.
I know I have some work to do before my time off, but I also know it’ll be pretty slack and it won’t go for long. I’ve been going around buying some last minute presents, which is probably better than actually getting them on [...]

ho, ho, ho

If you hadn’t guessed after yesterday’s lock myself in the stair-well story, I can be a little vague at times. When I say “a little vague” I mean “little” as in - the Pacific Ocean is a “little” wet.
If you needed further proof, how’s this - I’ve only just now realised Christmas is coming [...]

morale booster

km: 12.5452, for the week: 12.5452
After the weekend’s fiasco, a morale boosting run (mbr) was just what the doctor ordered. So this morning, as the sun begrudgingly crawled over the Dandenongs, I slipped out of bed, into something less comfortable and out onto the road.
The mbr was actually a fair bit more mb than I [...]

enough already

km: for the weekend 28, this morning 12
A new day dawns and with it a new week, and as I sit over my morning sip of the soothing oolong and smoked kipper, the snail on its bud and the lark on the wing; I say to myself “Can I possibly fit more PG Wodehouse references [...]

moussaka

km for the weekend 32, for the week, 52km.
A weekend of contrasting fortunes, running wise. My valiant attempts to be healthy and run vast distances seemed to be baulked at every turn by friends and family members bearing great platters of pancakes and/or moussaka.
My 25k trot through the wilds of Croydon, Bayswater, and the Dandenong [...]

hooligans

km: 15, for the week 25
I took a quick jaunt through beautiful Croydon, Bayswater, Ringwood and surrounds last night.
I had my head-torch thingy on, which seemed to scare the pants off a group of young hooligans loitering outside a house on Bayswater road. At least I assume they were hooligans - I just assume any [...]