I know I said I'd keep this blog and the one on the Argus going, but I just can't. It's too much faffing.
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Below is my recent post on that site. Ciao.
I have made the cycle commute a couple of times this week, just to keep the blood pumping and remind my body to create muscle, not fat, from what I eat.
Today I walked home from the office, a trip I believe to be between five and six miles. Along the seafront all the way from the West Pier to Hove lagoon, then onwards through Portslade.
I know it's trendy (one of the longest trends ever, I suspect) to slag off and generally bemoan all politicians. Normally, I'm moaning along as loudly as anyone and I think the kind of politician we actually get to see on television and hear on the radio and read quotes from in the press is basically a waste of skin and a potential food source for the third world.
But whoever's in charge of maintaining that stretch of the seafront deserves a medal. It's so clean. There are plenty of what the Americans, for once cutely, refer to as 'facilities'. And loads of bins with cigarette stubbers that, as far as I can tell, most smokers actually seem to use. The restored bandstand and the swirly pavement around it look lovely. Just yummy. I can't wait to do a marathon on it.
Speaking of which, I'm tentatively planning to include a run in my day tomorrow. At some point. Possibly.
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