The Running Man

16 and 17 June – Hangovers are never that pleasant but must be endured – took a while to get all together all that needed to be together but started the morning with a mostly inedible breakfast (partially due to my own malady) at Café Cane with Matt and Charlotte – the little place in Redfern where it all started six years ago (for them, not us) - rains were somewhat plentiful throughout the day but wasn’t enough to prevent me and Dave taking the fixie girls down to Kingsford to finally take possession of the wheels that were initially ordered about a year ago ... But good things are worth the wait.  A couple of Sydney Film Festival fillums in the evening – Park, which was one of the reasons why budgets shouldn’t be given to budding directors – contrived, badly acted, badly scripted and just not very enjoyable unless you were the laugh-a-minute guy sitting directly behind me, followed by Zoo, the story of the love between and a man and a horse.  As sympathetic a portrayal of zoophilia that could possibly be portrayed on screen without being titillating at all (well, maybe a little bit sordid – after all, it is a film about bestiality).  A bit late of a finish considering I was up before six am for the Mosman Mini Marathon (or whatever the hell it was called) - after scrabbling around for 10 minutes looking for the running shorts which had been left somewhere they weren't supposed to be left I was picked up by Matt who took me and his bro down to the start line about half an hour before it started and then had to wait another half hour for the police to okay the route as safe (a little bit of rain’s not going to kill anyone).  Bit disappointed that I was doing the 5k but it’s been a while since I’ve done any running and the smoking and the lack of any real exercise for the past month meant that I wasn’t really sure what I was capable of – in the end took a relatively respectable position (maybe 12th at about 22m or so ... Ha! After checking it was 16th at 20m or so) and didn’t even throw up.  And I was probably the first smoker over the line – not something to be proud of considering Mosman’s latest round of draconian public health laws.  Felt completely wrecked for the rest of the day which resulted in very little activity but someone once told me that’s what weekends are for.  Was suitably impressed by ‘After The Wedding’ - a Danish SFF offering which would have to be have been one of the better films I’ve seen all year – State Theatre is a very atmospheric place to watch a movie but anything over 2 hours in those cramped seats is too much to bear.