Run away!

So, here we are, Fathers Day, and I'm working, hey ho.
Whats new then, that warrants a blog post............
I've started running, not in the street though, nope, my old blog post about ugly folk dont jog still holds true, as I cant be seen in doors on our treadmill. I dont think I will be beating any world times, but I may look at doing the local fun run next year. That will be an organised event, so I can still argue that ugly people dont jog.
It seems a bit easier than bike riding for some reason, maybe because we have not smoked for a while now, and the bike saga, (see post I'm all out of puff) was only a couple of months after the great "give up", besides, if I do get out of breath I wont need to fain injury, just go and sit on the sofa.
I actually quite enjoy it as well, the running that is, although I must turn the treadmill around, as the wall is pretty boring to stare at, and I keep noticing bits I missed when I painted.
As you can tell from the above, we are still not smoking, and since being told I am diabetic I have gone from 15st 10 down to 14st, meaning that all my trouser waists have an enormous gather, like a tramp would, but I dont use string, yet!
Bit of a bathroom mishap this morning, drying the face with a towel that, unbeknown to me, had a hard, sharp something on it. Scratched right down the middle of the nose. Needless to say Ive been asked once or twice what I did. I should have told them what Sam said I should say, that the cat scratched me, nope, its the truth or nothing, besides, not many laughs in that. The scratch goes right down the middle so you can see just how un-symmetrical my face is.
Anyway, I will now sign off and try to make the best of Fathers Day here at work.