No rantings this year, the devil has taken them away.
Nílim ag rith fós, ach bhí na race walkers anseo ag an deireadh seachtaine, agus bhí an-spraoi againn. Fuair me an eochair don teach inné, agus rinne mé turas gearr ann. Ba mhaith leis na cailíní mo visitor's parking permit, agus dúirt iníon léinn amháin gur mhaith léi bheith ina cónaí liom! Can't say no - is cailín is áille í!
Tá áthas orm go bhfuil gach duine go maith chez JARS, agus go bhfuil tú ag rith san aimsir fuar!
Níl aon craic eile agamsa - beidh mé ag féachaint ar na netballers ag a 2!
To be honest, I've often found on the forum that there is a feeling that 'serious' runners, by which is usually meant 'fast' runners, have absolutely no sense of humour at all. There are quite a few threads suggesting that the people at the front of races never smile, never acknowledge marshals, and hold a grudge against slower runners; while the people at the back of races are often portrayed as fun-lovin' grinning maniacs who stop off at every marsalling point to have a chat.
I'm sure RW's Penguin bloke had something similar in an article recently.
Like FatHomer says, I've measured out a route with a trundle wheel and just memorised the nearest natural landmark. It doesn't really matter if it's not exact (the ones race organisers put down aren't always accurate either!)
While I was using my measuring wheel a mother explained to her small son that I must be measuring in order to lay down pipes - so I guess I could have marked the road pretending to be from the gas company!