January 2010

[Sweder]

I wish my posting could be as consistent as my January running turned out to be. Once again I have a tiny window through which to slip this missive before I strap an unfeasible tonnage of aircraft to my flabby glutes, this time all the way to Salvador.

Sportstracks tells me I banked 194 kilometres in January, a healthy total and one I'd be amazed to match let alone exceed in the coming (busier) months. That they passed relatively injury-free is a blessing I gratefully accept. Much of that is down to my passion for off-road running, although ironically that's cost me severe leg pain following my slog through the brutally hard streets of Almeria. There's no doubt in my simple mind that a combo of training surfaces, albeit in favour of the grassy hills, is the way forward.

Speaking of which a race report is on the horizon. Still a distant, slightly hazy horizon I'm afraid but hey; 'needs must when the Devil drives' and Satan has his foot so far up my wobbly posterior just now it's not even funny. I'll try to write it up on the flight but after my thrilling date with the Strictly Come Dancing Live! show at Wembley last night - which was excellent fun - my kilometre total is beating my hours sleep numbers around two to one. Passengers traveling on TAP may wish to invest in industrial ear plugs.

For now I'd like to say some 'thank you's:
Antonio for being our saintly host-with-the-most yet again, along with Manolo and Santi (who both seemed to go down rather well with our female contingent it must be said).
Ladyrunner for putting up with my incessant whining for 10 kilometres on Sunday and dragging a remarkable effort from my weary bones;
and to EG, Simon and Tracey for their splendid company.

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