January 2015

[Charliecat5]

Holy mother of all things alcoholic.  

I am no spring chicken… before long I will be hitting my mid-forties, so you would have thought I would have learnt by now.  You would have thought wrong.  

Saturday evening and after a very long time we eventually arranged to spend an evening with some old friends and neighbours for a meal and a few drinks.  We went round there with a bottle of bubbles and a box of beer at 18:30….  zip forward a few hours and its 1:30 in the morning and I’m in the Swan drinking shots of Jägermeister.

Sunday was a complete write-off.  Nothing doing.  I woke at 11:30 and managed to get out of bed for a glass of water and then returned until around 16:30 when I got up for breakfast.  No running, no sitting around watching movies, no roast dinner. 

I am now on the wagon for the rest of January if not further into the year… I still can’t even face the thought of it. 

I did plan a run yesterday, but wasn’t feeling the best and was still in the dog house for not making tea on Sunday evening, so decided to skip it and go out today.  So this lunchtime I have just done 3 miles round Sweder’s circuit.  Quite a pleasant run although windy and wet and getting very muddy underfoot.  All things considered my pace was OK: 8:36 min/mi.  For the first time for ages I wore my heart monitor, mainly to check it was still working (my monitor, not my heart).  Interestingly, my heart rate was highest for the first mile along the flat and dropped as I ran up Sweder’s Hill before staying relatively level all the way home.  Weird.