Gate River Run.
It was easy, as always. I ran in disguise, under a false name, so as to avoid the faithful. This one guy, pictured below, from the Spartacus Gay Dating agency? That was not me. He was a legend, though (a Greek legend…..*). I hope he gets lots of new clients.
The girl who came second in the womens’ field was a pale ginger. The usual warnings apply. She was quick though. Jeepers. Like greased weasel shit.
My knees hurt.
(* so many clever jokes in here, I don’t know where to start. I can only advise you to take your time).
LATER: I have been asked to point out that the Gate River Run is a 15 KM road race that takes place annually in the River City. It is famous etc. Happy now, Douglas (from Nova Scotia, Canada)?!