You're a Star!

.......fish. At least you were before typhoon number 18 washed you onto the beach. Don't worry though number 19 is on it's way to wash you back in again.

They call 'em sea stars these days, I suppose. I threw it back in the sea. After I'd thrown another four or five back I decided I've been watching too much Octonauts with my daughter. I also found a tin of emergency rations and a funky domed compass in a gimbal from a boat. Maybe I should stop picking up crap and concentrate on my running. Only three weeks left until race day. I might end up looking like this.