The blog post title is not my 3k record or anything like that.
It’s how many miles I ran and how old I am today.
For those of you who know me you might be thinking: for a guy with the mental age of a 12 year old 41 miles is a long way to run. Alas, I only ran 12 miles today although at the end of it, mainly due to lack of fuel (fuel is the running word for eating), it felt like a 41 miler. Still, plenty of fuel tonight with home made cakes and sausages for tea.
As I have crested the hill and start to gather speed on the getting old front I can only give you the following advice on turning 41:
- Always take your birthday off work or whatever you do to pass your days. You don’t have to go to a day-spa or anything, its just so you don’t have take it from The Man on the most important day in your life.
- Enjoy yourself because nobody will enjoy your life for you.
- the tongue skills you learn as a child licking a whisk of sponge cake mix are very useful when you get older and get ‘involved’ with the ladies.
This is Patricia Velasquez – We have a lot in common – we like ladies and were both born on this day 41 years ago, although she’s uglier.