Everyone on that flight has done a mixed bag given it was late and the trains are goosed. I'm currently on a train to Avignon and looking to get into Marseille at 16 12 French time (about 2 hours later than planned), some got the flexibus which was full, others a 240 euro Uber and a 2 hour...
Approaching 50, I thought I was reasonably fit if not in tip top shape. In the last game of cricket I played, the ball got close to but not on the boundary line causing my partner who I dubbed "Chariots" to insist we could run 4. Whilst we achieved this feat, he lapped me on his 4th and my 3rd...
I've recently done my back and calf in. If push comes to shove, I'm that gazelle that gets torn into 20 pieces by a pride of lions whilst Attenborough narrates in a sad voice.