Events have led to no recent entry onto this diary. These will be exposed shortly but first the good bit - the running.
11 December - another great run. Bassett and I met up in St Johns Wood and ran and ran. Over to, through and around Regents Park, up Primrose Hill (not as big as I thought but oh what views), round and up to Hampstead Heath, up, up to the top of Parliament Hill (on a clear day like this simply jaw droppingly nice), down, over to the ladyfriend playing football, begun to seize up and then round the hills and all the way back again to St Johns Wood for a deserved sausage sandwich and play on the new Wii. Two of London's biggest hills and 14km. Great day!
18 December - pretty great. We ran all the way from Waterloo/Southwark, to Notting Hill and Back again. Getting on for half a mararthon through the parks with all their greenery, serenity and ducks. Only downer of the 18th was running into a tree and pretty much knocking myself out. Less said about that the better beyond a couple of concussed days, some bleeding, a trip to the Minor Injuries Clinic at Barts and still receeding scrapes that are not best. Neither is coming into a respectable work for the second time in a month with a black eye. Even if they are not pub-brawl related, people jump to conclusions. Trees and footie boots are big enough obstacles for me.
Actually this needs slightly more information as this is the downer part. That added to the run in and run down to Christmas after no holiday for four months and no curreng Gym (finally finished last week) meant running was not much on the agenda. Add to that the excesses of the last few days of festive festivities and I like many others am feeling rather sodden, gluuttey and larded down. The positives left to focus on are a new year when I am supposed to get all fit, healthy and focused, along with a general feeling that this year might as well be a damn good'un.
Add to all this that I have the fortune of meeting that fantastic woman who set up and runs Parikrma at the start of January, some trips to Greece, Israel and Hungary in Jan/Feb and an array of training regimes to choose from pretty damn quickly should make the winter blues fall away.... oh well not fall away but at least part!
The we have that so waited for Marathon!
In the bag:
84km and $160
11 December - another great run. Bassett and I met up in St Johns Wood and ran and ran. Over to, through and around Regents Park, up Primrose Hill (not as big as I thought but oh what views), round and up to Hampstead Heath, up, up to the top of Parliament Hill (on a clear day like this simply jaw droppingly nice), down, over to the ladyfriend playing football, begun to seize up and then round the hills and all the way back again to St Johns Wood for a deserved sausage sandwich and play on the new Wii. Two of London's biggest hills and 14km. Great day!
18 December - pretty great. We ran all the way from Waterloo/Southwark, to Notting Hill and Back again. Getting on for half a mararthon through the parks with all their greenery, serenity and ducks. Only downer of the 18th was running into a tree and pretty much knocking myself out. Less said about that the better beyond a couple of concussed days, some bleeding, a trip to the Minor Injuries Clinic at Barts and still receeding scrapes that are not best. Neither is coming into a respectable work for the second time in a month with a black eye. Even if they are not pub-brawl related, people jump to conclusions. Trees and footie boots are big enough obstacles for me.
Actually this needs slightly more information as this is the downer part. That added to the run in and run down to Christmas after no holiday for four months and no curreng Gym (finally finished last week) meant running was not much on the agenda. Add to that the excesses of the last few days of festive festivities and I like many others am feeling rather sodden, gluuttey and larded down. The positives left to focus on are a new year when I am supposed to get all fit, healthy and focused, along with a general feeling that this year might as well be a damn good'un.
Add to all this that I have the fortune of meeting that fantastic woman who set up and runs Parikrma at the start of January, some trips to Greece, Israel and Hungary in Jan/Feb and an array of training regimes to choose from pretty damn quickly should make the winter blues fall away.... oh well not fall away but at least part!
The we have that so waited for Marathon!
In the bag:
84km and $160
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