Morning all too, seems I've stumbled into something of a marzipan debate...
I thought it was a simply like/ dislike thing, hadn't realised that there was an entire colour dilemma to deal with as well!
Actually saw something in a food magazine recently about how to build a nativity scene with marzipan and food colouring which for fraction of a nano-second sounded like a fun festive activity to do with the kids before realising that it would take several hours of which the kids would be involved for 17 seconds during which time our kitchen would look like something which should only be visited by people in haz-mat suits.
Sounds a bit hectic at nursery rhet. Do they not have incident report forms which they fill in for injuries like that which tell you what happens?
Well done on finishing the cake bonkers. Bloody hell, the things we do at Christmas huh...! Icing fruit cakes at 1am. Am looking forward to being up til 3am on Christmas Eve trying to assemble bikes in a way that doesn't kill the kids first time they sit on them....
Good on you for giving blood DrNo. I remember when my dad was in hospital some years back he needed a fair amount of blood. I always try to find time to do it was well now. Not surprised you felt like crap on your run afterwards!
Welcome back chief, great you've got your running mojo back. Sad to see I don't have any races down for 2012 yet... must get one in.
Hope your injuries get better quickly liath
And peaches - passing up sleep opportunities to google marzipan...?!
Had a little too much to drink last night (very nice evening though!) and had a horrific 8 mile run in to work this morning. Every metre hurt I think. Was very tempted to cut it short after a mile and jump on the train but decided to keep going anyway.
What is it about runners/ running that is so weirdly obsessive? I mean seriously, I could have just cut the run short, no-one would know, no-one would care, I'm not training for anything, I've run the last 4 days. Obviously, had ample time to play this thought over to myself over the 8 miles, mainly whilst cursing my stupidity!