Heinz’s Curried Beans have been diversified. At first, I thought they’d been downgraded to merely Tikka Beans but no, now we also have Jalfrezi Beans. They taste exactly like the Curried Beans of old but the main point is they’re still with us.
Monday night is cycling, the Exeter and Indian Porter. On Tuesday L does an arms session at PT so that she’s fresh for our run later. Which is when we wildly confuse the Lad by feeding him at 5pm and then not walking him. He can smell a rat and clearly knows something is up. Then after we’ve given him time to digest his food, we get his running gear out... Yay, run time. L and I do 6k with him around the Rodney loop. This is our training for December’s Bolsover 10k.
It’s (almost but not at all like) the old days when we followed it with a hot bath, a glass of red and a debrief between the sheets. Except we no longer have a bath, we didn’t ought to drink on a Tuesday and we have a lodger.
I go early to dog training on Wednesday to see the Beginners I organise but who I haven’t spoken to in months. As we’re there so early the Lad gets three sessions, and a tunnel circuit treat which the trainer sets up for him as a reward after he did several decent sets of weaves. This consists of three tunnels, two jumps and a wall that he can simply keep repeating until he collapses from exhaustion.
We repeat our 6k training run on Thursday, which is Halloween, so this time it’s amongst the ghouls, mad surgeons and a dinosaur? We poor some wine as a recovery drink and I cook Thai. Daughter joins us on the wine as she has a rare night in.
(Sunday 3rd November)
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