It’s January 1st really, but I’ve been meaning to write something here for so long that it seems better to pretend that it’s still 2006, so that I can say cheerio to it properly. How was it for you? By my usual steady-as-she-goes standards, it was almost tumultuous. That 5 hour marathon demon got its come-uppance at last, yet I managed to rouse a few dormant ones I’d long forgotten about.… READ MORE.... …
Month: December 2006
Someone mailed me today and mentioned Monday’s “gloomy” entry. Gloomy? I reread it, and I see what they mean. But it wasn’t supposed to sound like that. The intention was to be faintly whimsical, not pessimistic. Perhaps I should be pessimistic, but I’m not feeling too down about my running at present. It’s true that the last two weekends have contained long hangovers in the slots normally reserved for long runs, but hey, it’s Christmas.… READ MORE.... …
There it is again: that muffled clacking from the other side of the window…. Ah wait, it’s just the limping Ghost of Christmas Past. Five years ago today, I did the first 3 mile leg of my first marathon. You can read it here. I read it myself now and then, trying to gauge the great improvement I must have experienced.… READ MORE.... …
Confessional. Forgive me further, for I have sinned. Again. Time of year is an easy excuse, so let’s grab it while it’s still available. A long-planned festive pub get-together last Thursday, corporate Christmas bash on Saturday evening, lunch with some mates today. Several days of wine and dozes on one side of the scales, with just a semi-run for an hour on Saturday morning, and a mundane 4 miles in the middle of last week, on the other.… READ MORE.... …