Week 1

Week 1 is nearly done. I managed 2k on Sunday and Monday and a gentle 1k on Wednesday.

Then a few laps in the pool, probably only 500 metres really, I was in a rush.

Friday morning I struggled out of bed after a steak dinner the night before with PrincessPurling and fought my way through 2k at 5am.

My tendons in my feet and calves are agony...but I am assured this is due to the move to barefoot....and  not running for 25 years.

I'm going to have a big rest and let everything recover and then start more regular runs.

Also Chia Fresca is THE BOMB!

Rumours Of My Death...

...I am not dead! No, really! I've been on Twitter and doing all sorts of other crazy stuff like falling in love, getting dumped, dancing, buying a banjo, swimming in the sea, annoying a few people I really liked, having an art exhibition, buying Flo a 3-piece suit, hanging out with Flo, teaching a dog stupid tricks, promising to do a skydive, nearly getting sacked, not getting sacked, going mental, nearly being sectioned, did I mention RUNNING! The Bristol 10K beckons and I think distances beyond. Mr @skeddy reminded me of my blog and how documenting my training might help and/or be funny (mainly because I am an old man). Some other stuff probably happened too.. Training notes coming up. Lots of monkeys B