You can look forward to things too much (I still haven’t got over my disappointment over the latest Jason Bourne movie), but this is rarely the case with Solemates events. I had been ignoring some persistent feedback that something was wrong with my foot or ankle (kind of like the government with the plebiscite and the need for a banking royal commission), but had finally had to take it seriously in the last month (unlike the government unfortunately).
Due to these injury concerns I hadn’t been to many group runs in the last few weeks so I was stoked when I got physio approval to run in Handicap XXVI.
It was a cold, windy morning too. Cold enough for Malcolm Roberts to use as ‘evidence’ to try to refute Climate Change, but that didn’t stop a healthy turnout. Once registration was complete we were underway with Christine leading us off amidst loud encouragement. The event wouldn’t be complete without everyone having a cheerful whinge about the handicap they have been awarded and employing George Brandis-like honesty in trying to convince Chris to take some time off.