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Showing posts with label gym kit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gym kit. Show all posts

Wednesday, 8 March 2017

Fitter Than Me

I’m in the car tonight because Daughter has a flat viewing tonight or at least she had, until it was cancelled because someone had put a deposit down for it. L and Daughter are off for a weights session instead as part of their police training. Unfortunately, I didn’t think to bring my gym kit with me. They’ll both be fitter than me at this rate.

This missing RAF man is strange and is causing a bit of a debate at work because they reckon he was carried off in a dustbin lorry. This is what our company does you see, many waste companies run our computer software which monitors the weight of these things.

Dogging tonight and afterwards the pub has the same beers as last week. So, I go the IPA route again.

(Wednesday 8th March)

Tuesday, 29 November 2016

A Book And A Mug Of Tea



It’s -3 this morning, so I take the bus and my gym kit.

Today’s emails confirm that Black Friday hasn’t, as suggested, ended on Sunday and your last chance is now today on Treat Yourself Tuesday. FFS.

L asks if I've talked myself out of the gym yet? Wouldn’t I rather be at home with a book and a mug of tea? Erm not really. I do a brisk 15k on the Watt Bike.

L and the boys walk up to meet me again and this time I manage to turn up. 

(Tuesday 29th November)

Friday, 15 January 2016

Infestation


L’s Ironwoman friend says she can see that L has an Ironman in her. L fell about laughing at that comment but once she’s got that Vitruvian under her belt in 2017, who knows...

Meanwhile her lowly half-ironman other half heads off for a 'small' watt bike session. Only small because I have a race on Sunday you know. I have to fight my way through a sea of mortar boards to get there, there’s been a right infestation of them across Pride Park all week. They’ve been holding the Graduation Ceremonies inside the velodrome.

Which is so not the place for it. Inside graduation frocks and sweaty gym kit mingle uneasily together. Not a great combo. I tried my hardest not to drip on anyone but unfortunately I think I inadvertently photobombed several once in a lifetime souvenir photos.

(Friday 15th January)