Janathon has begun more as a series of hiccups rather than a lovely flow of relaxed exercise. On Thursday I fell victim to the evil influence of procrastination sourced by reading blogs, following twitter referrals and pondering email messages. The result was that I found myself unexercised and well into the day with temperatures steadily rising past 33 degrees (centigrade). The thought of such early failure in Janathon forced me out of the door. My plan was to ride my mountain bike along the shady trail leading into Lee Point, lock up my bike, and run to the beginning of the trail and back, then ride home.

Along the way I encountered these magpie geese (transformed into a dream sequence by post processing).

My turn around point was the site of a world war 2 defence installation responding to the Bombing of Darwin by the Japanese.

While the ride was pleasant due to a cooling breeze, the run was horrible as my legs did not want to work they way I wanted them to and the perspiration which was flowing freely tended to entrap the numerous mosquitoes. However I got it done and the end result was a 17k ride and a 4k run and I even managed to make it home before the encroaching storm.