Son of a bitch, Etheline has just arrived with her 'luggage' . Honestly, Elizabeth Taylor probably travels with less.
Anyhoo, I didn't put up an exercise post this week because- frankly Mr Shankley- I didn't really do any. I was sick, so I don't feel too guilty about it, although guilty enough to pack my running gear in my ONE bag.
Like Gimmie, the idea of running about Barcelona fills me with glee. As does the idea of rum and seafood and rum and meeting up with old friends and rum and maybe even some shoe shopping. Followed by some rum.
I'll be back next Tuesday. Have a good weekend y'all.