Skipping out...

The Fabulously Flexible Nancy, having loads of time on her hands after her surgery, has been checking up on me, reminding me that no matter how crap I feel or how stressed out by work I am or how little running I've done, I really ought not to neglect my blog. (Well, she didn't say that, exactly, but it's still true.) And while I'd love to run with her, unfortunately I think she's got to stop with the running due to her Fabulous Flexibilty. Which makes her rather sad. Which in turn makes me feel rather guilty to report that I will be pulling out of the Reading Half-Marathon this weekend. If I'd been well-trained, but as sick as I have been, I would go. If I were not sick, but as poorly trained as I am, I would go. If I weren't going on holiday next week that will include bike riding and scuba diving (!) I would go. But with all of those things, I can't really see myself doing well and having a good time. So I'm just being honest that I'm not going, and instead will party like a rock star at the Metallica concert on Saturday and sleep through the time change on Sunday and get prepared to go to Vietnam. Have I mentioned how excited I am lately?