I've still got this nasty cough/cold. Maybe I should stop training (steady) to aid full recovery. I'm doing day on, day off at this moment.
I wasn't in race shape to do the XC at Boddington, Leeds. It's a shame, as I alway's enjoy racing on that one.

But enough of this running lark. I will tell you about the embarrasing incident I experienced in Bradford a few day's ago.
I was just browsing through the music section books, and this book caught my eye on the top shelf of taboo title's.
A book on the history of Smash Hits magazine.

I thought that look's interesting and I went to reach out for it. But first, I had to check the coast was clear.

It was.

I proceeded to flick through the pages of this great book. Then one of the poster's fell out onto the floor in front of me.
To my horror and disbelief, it was a poster of George Michael in his Wham day's. A picture from their debut 'Young Guns' day's. He was also in that 'Come and get me' pose.
The poster I felt made a loud noise as it hit the floor in the bookstore.
I couldn't get down quick enough to pick up the poster of George Michael when a group of girls walked passed me.

People moved out the way as I swiftly made my exit.