100

WEDNESDAY

It rained all day, so my only outdoor adventure was stepping outside long enough to put out the bins and park the car in the garage. 

Harriet gave me a Parkrun 100 shirt for my birthday, but it had a bit of a design flaw—half the number one was hanging off.

After a heroic battle with the Returns Department, the replacement shirt has finally arrived, just in time for my 106th run on Saturday. Fashionably late,  but at least this one’s holding it together