Jet lag, no sleep, a whale, and a PB. I’ve had one amazing weekend in Vancouver. Share your own triumphs, woes, and marine mammal spotting below the line as always
Firstly, apologies for those of you on UK time who have been tapping their feet and tutting about my lateness. I’m still in Vancouver where it’s 5am, so be kind and pass me the virtual coffee. Oh, if anyone finds my ability to sleep, I think I left it at Heathrow.
I’ve been here for a few days for stacks of pancakes, amazing views - oh wait, hang on, yes, and an incredible half marathon. Seawheeze is the baby of Lululemon Athletica, and is the most fun I’ve had in 13.1 miles in, well, ever. Starting by Vancouver’s Convention Centre (which has a wonderful living grass roof, making it the only pretty convention centre in the world, I’m pretty sure) and the Fairmont Pacific Rim hotel (hotel breakfast buffet = carb loading heaven) the race moves out downtown, around the city before heading out to the stunning surroundings of Stanley Park.
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