So that was from the afternoon I decided to do exciting things and cycled to some place to collect soil to grow plants to feed poor children in Africa (also for my biology practical). I took this picture of some guy fishing and I thought I was being really discrete but he turned around to stare at me angrily.

Today after not running for close to three weeks and running for a tremendous time of fifteen minutes before giving up and walking back home like a loser, I've realized there are three thingabobbies I love about running. Breathlessness, the feeling I get when I stuff my feet into my shoes without untying my laces, and looking at the grass cutters cut grass in random patches in orange jumpsuits. Which I figure I wouldn't have been able to see if I'd gone swimming instead. SUCK ON THAT FISHES.