February 27th - Bowmont Forest
Toby sick serially through the night, so Anna and I had a bit of a shocker. Felt pretty crook myself all day with a sore throat, headache and dodgy guts. Oscar deteriorated through the day and by the afternoon was puking profusely, and wretching painfully and tearfully when there was nothing left to puke. Somehow managed to avoid the chundering myself, which was unexpected, as in my student days I was well-known for my disconcertingly frequent rainbow yawns which I performed, I like to think, with a certain panache. Really had to drag myself out for the duty-run in Bowmont Forest, but discovered that running wasn't any more unpleasant than not running. Easy pace for about 25 minutes.
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