Everyone I know has gone to the Kaikoura Hop today, except me. I used all the feelings of neglect and abandonment to propel me up a steep hill in a fit of 'well fuck you all' but it only lasted halfway and then my calves were like, 'well actually, fuck you.'
5.6km later I'm too tired to care about not being invited so it kinda worked. And I set a terrible benchmark time that I'm determined to beat so I'll definitely be grumping my way around the same loop at some point, lol.
Yeah, my original plan involved a lot of very angry rock music but I managed to somehow lose the silicon bit of my earbuds so had to listen to my own Darth Vader impression heading up instead.
The rest of the weekend will be much better, just with added leg aches. I didn't realise how seriously unfit I am!