“Midnight Ramble – nearly didn’t make last 3 miles – knack worn out”
This sounds suspiciously like ‘exercise’, a pastime I’ve never particularly been a fan of.*
For the simple reason that it appeared to involve ‘exertion’ you would think I could remember something about what, exactly, a “midnight ramble” consisted of.
But I can’t.
If I was a betting man however I would put money on it happening sometime after 11:59 at night and that a handful of people (my TIBS group?) rambled somewhere.
And for a distance in excess of three miles.
Maybe it was 3.1 miles in which case I could understand my reluctance to finish the course?
* (At least not until quite recently when – as a fiftysomething – I joined a gym for the first time in my life and decided to blog my exploits at Weight Riot)