I didn't take much conning... My housemate/best mate/running partner/sympathetic loony and I really fancy having a go at the Toughguy, but it's far too expensive to enter. We're doing this next month, because you just can't have too much mud.
I know what you mean about not drinking becoming normal. It's only within the last year or so that a bad day at work has ceased to make me think "I need a drink" and the fact that it no longer does indicates that alcohol is no longer part of my life, therefore no longer my subconscious' first port of call when faced with a problem. It's pretty cool when you realise that. There are still situations in which I want a drink, but I think I want a drink rather than todrink...I miss a lager with the barbie, mulled wine at Christmas and so on, but I don't seem to crave alcohol for its own sake any more.
I agree with the comments on viewing society with a clear head. It is a bit embarrassing at times.
Jammy, I think SW needs some shoes like those.
I'm back at university, in the UK, for a while. I haven't heard the Cope stuff. Must investigate. I am running - only a couple of times a week at the moment, but it's better than nowt. Did my first race in December, the Bolsover 11K - got round in an hour and twenty seconds, which I was pretty chuffed with. We're planning on doing a few more this spring, but rather muddier ones this time. How about you?