Conspiracy Theory

…the only reason I’m caught up in this madness is because of the lunatics I’ve surrounded myself with.

Running three, Angela nil

I had finally become a runner, through nothing more than the power of thinking about running and buying some nice running tights.

Queenslander!

There was yelling, there was swearing, there was pointing and shouting, thrusting of arms into the air when we were ahead, burying of head into a cushion when the others scored against us.