I feel personally slighted.
I have not felt homesick whilst in Cambodia. Not really. I do miss some things obviously: Friends (people, not the TV programme) / Radio 4 and Radio 4 extra / BBC news/ parkrun/ Sheffield countryside…. Facebook has helped me keep in touch with friends more than in previous trips away, and although I don’t particularly like Phnom Penh because it is dirty, noisy and overwhelming – it is also exciting, challenging and full of something new every single day. Even on a ‘bad day’ (and let’s face it, you can have those in the UK too) it is worth any temporary lows for the overall experience.
Yesterday though, I had a full on, stomach lurching ‘I seriously can’t believe I missed that‘ moment.
My local parkrun.
Jessica Ennis AND Paul Sinton-Hewitt at Sheffield Hallam parkrun and NOT me. Gutted.
Look what I missed. Icons. Icons in action. Kill me now.*
My only consolation is that they must have been equally gutted to miss me. The blog post that might have been. A loss from my running anecdotes cannon indeed. Shame. An opportunity that withered and died before it was even seen, let alone seized. Sigh.