Shuffled off into persistant mizzle this morning, trying to shake off some slight knee-knack and tight hamstrings picked up on the B10K. Despite today's miserable conditions I enjoyed the run, working out some of the residual lactic acid, not to mention sweating off the Guinness from yesterday's golf day at Hever Castle. This cross-training lark can be fun.
Alone - save for the hounds - with my thoughts I reviewed the Two Oceans situation, seeking a clear path. Sadly my mind is as murky on this as the soggy downland trails; the jury remains
in absentia. One thing is certain; whatever the outcome I'll start marathon training this Sunday. For should TOM be relegated to 2009 Steyning and London are back in the frame.
Despite the lack of clear thinking on running I did have a moment of clarity with regard to my professional career. More on this later. Track du jour? Either
In Every Dream Home A Heartache, Roxy Music or
Pearl Necklace, ZZ Top. It's a toss-up really
No-no-no-no-no . . . Yesvember
