What a perfect morning. Got in to work early, cleared out my mailbox, went for a 9km run, and back at the office for a great breakfast at 7am!
The weather was perfect, felt like I could run forever, powered by Alanis.
I still don’t understand cyclists – I passed lots on the way out, all dressed in the lycra/spandex versions of bad golfing outfits, dark glasses and shiny many-thousand Rand bikes – stuck to the tar, unable to go cross country whenever they like, unable to run along the edge of the sea, missing the smaller details and the bikinis :-)

Nice one Ewan. I’m not a cyclist myself so I’m not lobbying for them, but let me tell you, not everyone understands runners either.
My dad often remarked that you never see a runner smiling… and polyshorts!! Each to their own I guess.
What amazes me more though, is that you’d think with our wonderful climate and brilliant coastline, more people would actually just get out! Kudos to you for doing something!
although almost completely off-topic, i must tell you that posts like this make me seriously durban-nostalgic.. ahh.. some day ill be back
I would *almost* consider moving back to JHB for a Sensepost job :)