As I left the house for my late run this morning, a man I recognised as living in the next street was walking his dog and stopped me to ask if I was training for the Olympics.
He seemed so serious and when I said no, he asked if I was training for a marathon then, which I again said no to.
Whether he was serious or not, I ran off from him with a smile and chuckling to myself.
My value of fun was completely fulfilled, especially after the most fun I've ever had at a quiz, at an excellent charity quiz last night.
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