Feeling much saner than I was yesterday, but… but I find myself in that tragic no-mans-land where I’m probably fit enough to return to work tomorrow, but still not quite up to running, or going to the pub, or eating furnace-like curries.
Despite being on the up, I sense that this week may be something of a write-off. M is away in Edinburgh with her job, so from tomorrow, I fear I may find myself plunged into the kind of lonely, hollow despair that will drive me into the local taverns for the sort of fragile, momentary solace that only other middle-aged men and attractive young barmaids (I’m told) can truly understand.
For anyone feeling short-changed by the last few entries here, can I point you in the direction of the forum where you’ll find some great training updates from Antonio, Nigel, Riazor Blue and Seafront Plodder. It’s a funny thing, but ever since I started keeping this running blog, although I’ve had a steady stream of messages from people saying that they find it “inspiring” to read, for some reason, I’ve never really taken them seriously. OK, so some people may find it occasionally interesting or mildly amusing, but “inspiring”? Surely not. And yet, when I read these entries from these guys, yes, I do find myself feeling positively inspired myself. So perhaps… just perhaps… those nice people who email me are telling the truth after all? Crikey.
But please do read the training diaries of these guys, which are tremendous, and if anyone wants to start their own, please email me.
