Hot hot hot!

Well definitely warm. I went for my final week 2 run today and decided I don't like running when it's hot. 18 degrees was a shock to the system.

This is a blip of my broken down bus. It was very odd the whole bus started to shake, made me need the loo for the rest of the journey! Luckily we got a replacement bus really quickly and managed to get to Dunafoldvar on time. It was a bit exciting though and my adrenaline was going on the rest of the journey, wondering if I'd make it. The second of half of the journey was a treat, as I got to do it with L. It went a lot faster with him.

Best moment of the night goes to L who hid under the duvet, saying he was pretending I didn't exist because I wouldn't get him more wine. Made me giggle a lot, sulky man!