39 days to go

I was at the RHS gardens at Wisley yesterday when a feathered friend came up to me and said;"Quack".

Which translated into English means; "Give me that biscuit fatty your supposed to be in training?" I am so far behind in my training schedule. Even now in the last light I can hear the birds chirping outside; "Puh. You were supposed to go for a run tonight.....what happened".