Retirement Postponed

Oddly watching me run around a wet miserable Rutland Water on Sunday has got L enthused. She revokes her Half Marathon retirement and declares that she will join me in a few half marathons, while setting a new retirement date of 20th April 2020 e.g. after Brighton Marathon. She sounds a bit like the Government moving retirement dates.

It’s forecast to be wet all this week and it doesn’t look likely that I’ll get a bike ride in, so on Tuesday I resort to taking my gym kit to work with me and I do a brief Wattbike session after work. L runs from home, in the rain.

I go to the gym a day too early because Wednesday is National Fitness Day and I don’t do any fitness on National Fitness Day unless you count dog training.

In fact it’s worse than that because Wednesday is pub lunch day and they’ve finally got their pizza oven fixed. So it’s also 2-for-1 pizza day.

Derby County get embroiled in a drink drive saga involving two of their players and a third, club captain Richard Keogh, ends up as collateral damage and is out for the season.

Meanwhile the rest of the country is watching Lady Hale's Spider. 

On Friday L heads over to Leamington to see Son. The train goes via Derby, so she scrounges a lift back from Derby with me. Although she has to meet me at Halfords who have the dog car which is having its wobbly steering fixed.

(Friday 27^th September)

Plausible Reasons

Today is L’s birthday but we don’t get much chance to celebrate it properly. At least not today.

Daughter stands in for me and meets L in town.

I’m at the physio after work, Performance Physio at the Tennis Centre. Things don’t get off to a good start when they send me a stupid paper form to fill in. How traditional... and I’d already sent them a long email explaining what the issue is, so I’m not writing all that out by hand.

When I get there though, they are very good and give me a thorough check over. They give me some plausible reasons why I’m having calf trouble, which is more than anyone else has done, and of course the obligatory exercises.

Another tip for injury prevention is to drink plenty of water, so I have started drinking at least a pint a day at work. Today, I even finished a second pint. L is in awe, as she says she often only gets an inch down her first one. The lightweight.

Later it’s dog training, where the Lad has a bit of a spat with another dog and I suffer collateral damage to my arm. This reopens the debate about cutting off a part of his anatomy. 

(Wednesday 8^th May)