I had two things on my list today – go for a run (it is Juneathon, after all) and complete the first draft of an OU assignment.
Then, the “I’ll justs” kicked in.
I’ll just lie here in bed a little longer.
I’ll just watch the first ten ultra-runners finish Comrades in a time that beggars belief.
I’ll just brush the cat.
I’ll just watch a few more people finish Comrades.
I’ll just have lunch.
I’ll just watch Bruce Fordyce and Zola Pieterse (nee Budd) finish Comrades.
I’ll just read some Juneathon blogs.
I’ll just brush the cat a little more.
O hell, it’s 6pm.
So – what do I have to show for my day?
A mile-long run around the block.
A complete first draft of an OU assignment.
And a whole load of cat fluff.