For the first time in what seems like forever, I showed up for Thursday RunClub. And that story ends pretty much there, though to be more accurate it ended up at Pete's with Chris and myself drinking his beer. The evening started badly...looking for my vizzie, then meeting Chris who had a look on his face which said what I was thinking. We'd soon had enough and turned back. Knowing Pete was home alone, we knocked on and he was understanding. "Go on, just a quick one". Possibly the shortest run of the year, but a long evening!
