Walk? I nearly died...

I toddled off to the Cool City for the weekend to celebrate Birthday Season. And to walk a 1/2 marathon with my Mum. She has been recovering from heart bypass surgery and this was the big goal: 21km of asphalt, grass, and gravel.

Somehow it does seem like a worth aim anymore. Still we completed it, and the children, my sister Sharon and I, were the only ones worse for the wear. Sharon was having back pains due to crouching for 12 hours while being abused by a screaming woman (she's a midwife) and, after about 15km, it decided it didn't feel it walking anymore. Despite the excruciating pain she told Mum she would have carry on because otherwise I would never let her live it down. Just as she finish that little comment, I turned round to ask if they were doing alright. Obviously I do have some sensitivity. However I continued walking, and neither of them mentioned the traffic cone sneaking up behind me.

Apparently my fall and grazes were just the inspiration they needed as we all finished the course. I even jogged some of the last bit.

That jogging means I will never do such an event ever again. It would lead to running and, as we all know, running is EVIL and NASTY. If I have to do a marathon again, I will do it on a bike.

There was also the Buena Vista show and mucho dancing after that. Unfortunately it was the night before the marathon so I had to stop dancing with the pretty women at about 1:30am. I miss Edinburgh, where I learnt latin dancing, and Dunedin, where I can get latin dancing, soooo much.

Also Birthday Season is between the 28th of August and the 30th of September and is went the women in the family have their birthday. For a long time I thought all women were virgos. The fact that they aren't, just proves how wrong astrology is :P