I’ve had a pretty lazy weekend, mostly spent getting the laptop up to speed, but headed out for a 7 km run tonight. Simon picked the course – around Royal Park with lots of hills. I was very slow, mostly because I needed a toilet.
We’d done one lap and were almost back to Princes Park (and toilets) when Simon decided to change direction. His logic was that we didn’t want to run the scary, unlit bit in the dark. Couldn’t argue with that.
We found some public toilets in Royal Park. I had a choice of three. One that was vile, one with a banked up bowl and the third one, well it had some paper in it so I flushed it first and it seemed fine until the water came back up the drain on the floor. I think it was water but I screamed and ran out fast. Since it was an emergency and #3 was the best of a bad bunch, I used it but didn’t flush it afterward. Apologies to anyone using a public loo at Royal Park *blush*.