9,4 km - 59.12 min - chilly wind, had to put on running gloves, but still in shorts (hell, it's springtime!), very pleasant once inside a sheltered sunk mud track.
I don't understand why they all cry for proportional representation. How can it be fair?
Let's say I run a race and am first past the post. I win, take the medal and the prize money, if there is any. They photograph me, shake my hand and I feel that it's fair. I worked hard, I trained and thought about my policies and tactics - and it worked, I won, I am at the head of the runners.
Then someone says, 'Hang on, it's not fair, we also ran, we should be represented and we want our share of the prize'. By what ridiculuos reason other runners and the public should decide that that argument makes any sense?
All right, dogs, I know, you ran with me and you deserve your share of my chicken soup with croutons, proportionally divided.
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