May 2007 - It All Starts Here
Kicking off this month with a physio session as reality settles down in Swederville.
It's been a stunning year, from Paris to Cape Town by way of AlmerÃa and Steyning. Now is the time for assessment, for rational thought. And to fix one or two ailments before they become serious.
May will start for me not with a run but with a session of physiotherapy on my battered calf. Technically both legs are going to get it but the right one needs the attention more. At lunchtime today the good parishoners of East Grinstead will be treated to the muffled screams of a man having three-week-old lactic acid squeezed from his legs; it'll be like trying to get juice out of a shrivelled old orange. I can think of a hundred things I'd rather be doing this lunchtime - some involve cold, dark drinks, others sunny loping through breezy hills. But this is where I need to be the most.
For now I'll content myself with reading about the exploits of others.
We have our own band of athletes setting out on a variety of quests, each one as exciting and challenging as the next. Good luck to all.
The harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph
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