Showing posts with label exercise. Show all posts
Showing posts with label exercise. Show all posts

Saturday, 12 January 2008

Call this a Free Country?

Really? George & Ben find out by taking the long walk from Land’s End to John o’Groats, entirely reliant on the generosity of the British public, apart from their Union Jack Boxers. The whole story’s here. Saint Francis would be right proud of the lads. Mahood & Cocks went mendicant to prove a point — “how bloody nice people are.” They call into question any tendency to “misunderestimate” (© G. Bush) the kindness of strangers.

OK, fellow Christians. What does Faith mean to us, and what are we doing about it?

Tuesday, 16 October 2007

That's the way to do it...

Almost a week ago, I twisted my ankle out running. This has kept me off the roads, and on the dreaded and rather tedious exercise bike; a state of affairs which is almost over, I hope. Thus, and with greatest admiration for a real-life human version of the Alpha life factory:

Thanks to Stewart for drawing this to my attention, and respect to OKGo.
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