Only me

2 weeks out from the first ultra of the year, 6 months of solid training and I go and (probably) break my toe on a baby gate I installed to keep Murph from troubles food ….

Spot the fucked one – Icing it in the Bristol channel at 6 this morning – now THAT is cold. Plus I have weird feet – No wonder im always injured

Where are you?  Murph likes to jump this stile first then pops his head back over to check im coming

At the beach earlier a big lab just appeared from nowhere (my neighbour was also walking her dogs as it turned out)  My first reaction was oh god here we go dogfight. But instant friendship and this is them leaping all over each other and playing.  I have to remember Murph is not Soak who would have probably attacked first and asked questions later.

Similarity to Soak is uncanny though

See what I mean?