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RE: June... my goodness how the time has flewn
As Freddie Mercury once said:
“This is ourselves
Under Pressure”
He also said in the same song:
“It’s the terror of knowing,
What this world is about”
I’m beginning to wake up to enormity of the task ahead. I know it's early days… the question is, can I keep it up?
I read an interesting article a while ago which talked about muscle memory and the fact that it doesn’t take long for muscles to get use to a certain rhythm and because of this we very quickly achieve a position of consistency. Being aware of this phenomenon (Mah Nà Mah Nà) I recognise the need to break out and start pushing the status quo (Dan: note that inadvertently a theme is developing here).
Hence the hill reps, and now, from this lunchtime, the dastardly sprints. What am I putting my body through?
Yesterday, after an hours squash with the Boy, who it might be said at the age of 12 is giving his old man a real run around the court, I went out for a short fast one… which was short (3 miles), but not that fast (8:50 min/mi). Then today, to mix up the hill sprints a little, I set off along the railway track for a couple of sprints, up Horse Hill at a pace which was quick but sustainable, and then a clutch of four hill sprints in the usual spot.
PLEASE SOMEONE TELL ME THAT THIS IS ALL WORTH WHILE*…
Plans have changed this week and tomorrow I am heading to Carlisle for a couple of days… so Leave a Light On***
(*which as it happens is a song by Tom Cat Norton**).
(** I had to look that up on Google).
(*** Sorry).
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June... my goodness how the time has flewn
