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Showing posts with label dodgy calves. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dodgy calves. Show all posts

Friday, 14 July 2017

Before Sunrise

This morning the alarm goes at 4am, that’s earlier than a dog show, as we head to our second Sunrise City 5.30am 5k run this time in Derby. L runs with one of her friends, while the boys and I watch. She has the chance to complete the set with a run in Leicester if she wants... but that might involve an even earlier start.

I will do my own run later. L questions whether I will talk myself out of it. As if. The run is not negotiable, unless my calves cancel it of course but they haven’t done yet.

I run 14km from work to Sandiacre then get the bus home from there. That is actually the shortest run I can do and still get a regular bus service home, anything less would leave me waiting half an hour or more for a bus and with dodgy calves that wouldn’t be good.

(Friday 14th July)

Thursday, 12 November 2015

Tiptoe



Cycling was very good today, perfect weather for it.

We have new neighbours, about the fifth lot since I’ve been there. MD will need to keep the noise down if there aren’t going to quickly be a sixth.

In order to strengthen my dodgy calves I have taken to walking everywhere on tiptoe, that is when I remember and when it’s not too embarrassing walking up to the sandwich shop like that.

I receive an email about the Hull Marathon which can be ran as a two person relay. I wonder if L would be up for that.

Cycling is even better on the way home as I get involved a good natured race. Well, largely good natured. Unfortunately this means I haven’t got a lot of energy left for squash this evening, not that I would expect that to make much difference. In the end I do win a game, so perhaps it helped. 

(Thursday 12th November)