Don’t let him know, but I’m secretly proud of the boy-o. He had so much fun running a half marathon, he’s now training for a full deal. Yesterday, as part of his training he ran just under 20 miles. Apart from the streaks of salt on his shirt, you wouldn’t have known it by looking at him. Cool and relaxed as always.

I mention keeping it quite about being a good thing and all, because he does have an ego. Not sure if there’s room enough in our place for him, me, my ego and his ego, if it expands any.