Official training...

[Seafront Plodder]

...has now started for my assault on The Big Apple. A city so brash, their slogan is, in big bold letters:

I RUN THIS TOWN!

So perhaps I will.

Hill work. Cardiac Hill (if you recall from previous entries) did me no end of good before, so I have started early this time.

My 15 year old daughter C, thinks she's too unfit , (as in the anyone-born-before-1975 meaning), so she decided to come running with me yesterday morning. A teenager out of bed before noon!!

Well I left her for dead, powering up the hill as only plodders can. Half way up she started walking, at about the same time as I passed a little old lady walking her pet long-haired rat.

C then ran/walked her way past Mrs Old Lady who apparently remarked, "I think your husband is trying to prove a point dear!"

Quite why old ladies insist on calling everyone 'dear' is worth discussing another day! I'd like to think though, that I look incredibly lithe and young, rather than C looking like old enough to be my wife!

I PB'd in Dublin on 2 runs per week. Andy PB's (?) in Copenhagen on a strict regime of beer, curries and apathy, so hell I may even enjoy this campaign!!

Hell, I'm even beginning to talk like an american!