Something Approaching Normality

Back to something approaching normality this morning, L even manages to go for a swim despite spending ages trying to hand feed Doggo who is still refusing to eat.

She says she had an excellent swim. I’m sure I shall have a traumatic one later. Which it is, the pool is packed with quickies.

The race guide for the Leeds Triathlon is finally out, considering they had our money back in August I think you can say it’s took a while. It’s also 41 pages long and full of spelling mistakes, typos and information that contradicts the previously released FAQs. For saying this is a ITU World Triathlon Series event it’s a poor show but it does tell us that it will be a split transition event which means it’s even more vital that we get our heads around the complexities of all 41 pages. 

(Tuesday 7^th June)

Missing Kennels?

Back to normal, although it’s always odd going back to work on a Tuesday.

When I say normal, that doesn’t apply to Doggo. Who refused most of his breakfast, only having about three mouthfuls. He barely ate last night either, perhaps he’s missing kennels.

When I say normal, that doesn’t apply to L either. Who although she went for a swim like normal did so without her goggles. She says she had to swim 'like a girl' e.g. breaststroke with her head sticking out of the water. Those are her words, so please don’t complain to me about that potentially sexist remark.

Then again, respect is due because swimming like that is totally exhausting. I’m not sure these people realise how much easier front crawl is.

Then I go for my swim, with googles.

(Tuesday 8^th March)

Straight Lines

Back to normal after the holiday but at least we have a full weekend ahead of us.

The dogs are reintroduced to the park, a double session, taking us down to the lake for the first time in about three years. Doggo and I always used to come down here, pre-MD. There just been no time to get this far since then, mainly due to MD's inability to carry his ball in a straight line.

Normal means a football match but at a sub-normal time, a 5.20pm kick off for TV.

We win 2-1 over Leicester which is a pleasant surprise and with a good performance. Well at least I thought it was a good performance, our illustrious manager disagreed because we didn’t make pointless pretty circles passing the ball around the midfield. Instead we defended well, kicked it into touch when necessary but combined this with getting it out wide and putting crosses in. Refreshing stuff.

I then head straight into Nottingham to meet L and to reacquaint myself with the Old Peculiar in the Peacock. Yep, it’s still there, still tasty. I’ll just have a few more to make sure.

(Saturday 16^th March)