Progress remains slow but is progress none the less. It doesn't help matters to do stupid things like lifting heavy weights beyond your capacity, which rather has a tendancy to undo in an instant all the good work one has put in over recent weeks. Especially stupid when the heavy weight in question has wheels on it to preclude the need to pick it up at all. Dumb. Anyway, a gingerly prodding and poking of various body parts this morning suggests I may have got away with it
this time. MLCWife suggested stupidity is one of my strong points, which is a kind of
drive by insult. I was impressed. Until I realised what she really meant. By which time she was gone. Clever girl
Anyway/how here we are yet again in another new year. December was a pretty good month for me in running terms. A useful, moderately solid running base on which to build an even better and more useful January. And from there, assuming all goes well (i.e. I don't go lifting heavy weights beyond my capacity etc.) I can then start planning some races, undoubtedly with enormous inspiration provided by all the tremendous race reports of the warrior RC runners putting in the big yards in the coming northern spring
This Sunday sees the running of the local marathon here in Hobart (the one that starts aand finishes at the Cadbury chocolate factory) - sadly once again without
moi as a participant. But that only stirs me on with greater determination to get on with the training. There's also a big Commonwealth Games qualifying meet this Friday which I plan to attend (as spectator, obviously) which should help. You can't have too much motivation I reckon!