Just got back from a few days in Bruges. A really pretty city - we both had great plans to run every day - but in reality we ate badly, read some books and wandered around. I think during our time there, we managed to substitute every meal time with chocolate at least once.
And below two of the fine other belgian delicacies- the fry and beer
So having come back home, we went for a 6km run this morning and felt a bit better about ourselves (still ate some chocolate that we had brought back though).