December 2012

[Sweder]

Missed my first run of the new month this morning thanks to an unfeasibly early JDRF meeting in the Big City. We're cooking up all sorts of fund raising treats for 2013, including pouching much-vaunted places (and an official charity slot) in the brand new RideLondon 100 event next summer. One item on today's agenda was the location of supporter zones. I suggested one out in the boonies (the route will take in Box Hill and parts of the Olympic Road Race route). Our chairman added that we might take over a pub along the route, make it our HQ. You have to admire that kind of thinking.

This week it's been mostly frosty morning four or five milers, with scheduled work-outs at the end of each day. As a result I've shed that Dutch kilo and another besides, dipping below the mystical 90 kgs mark for the first time in, ooh, about a hundred years. This morning's reading was 88.9 (yesterday's 89.3). I'm aware this will fluctuate, yet can't totally suppress a feeling of deep joy. IF I can keep this up there's every chance I might line up in Almeria in some kind of fighting shape.

On, on.