I overheard a conversation at work yesterday, where someone was asked their greatest sporting achievement.
And I started thinking about mine,
and I literally have none.
I didn't stick with sport so much when I was younger,
I played football like most young boys.
But never at any level.
I mean, my (who I'm going travelling with) is a black belt in karate, and he's won a cup with his under-18s football team, and has countless medals and trophies.
My only medal of worth was running in the LocalMini Marathon 1999.
It was a 3-mile run or something, it wasn't very hard.
But anyways,
At the moment my greatest sporting achievement is either running that, or running 10 kilometres, in the gym (which I am very proud of)
I'm not that concerned about sporting achievements.
But then my greatest achievement in life is Hugging Wiley
Yep...Hugged Wiley.
In the not too distant future, my greates achievement will be climbing halfway up Mount frickin Everest
I found out that I'll be climbing over 5000 metres into the sky.
That's TEN TIMES the height of the Taipei 101, the current world's tallest building.
I've just discovered the scale of the task in hand
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