Check this out for a guilt free tea, I reckon I had all of my '5 a day' in one big go. Smug smug.
And I ran 15km, after being shouted at by Kath for running with a poorly hip but it wasn't too bad because I had some ibuprofen which is the best drug invention ever.
Slightly ruined by an almond croissant this morning for breakfast. Can somebody please stop me, every time I am good I have to follow it with something terribly, terribly bad.
The weather in Manchester is nothing short of shite at the moment but at least it isn't too hot for running.
I haven't got anything good to say so I am going to let Creedence talk for me instead.