the food of champions

The weather is absolutely foul this morning yet some awesome souls were out running in it. Yes, L runs before she even walks the boys, adhering to her training plan even in the rain.

She describes her training plan as a bit like an advent calendar, an analogy I don’t quite understand. She says Jess Ennis probably has something similar on her kitchen wall. Maybe... although it’s not working for Jess at the moment, she's put on a lot of weight. She’s been opening the wrong windows I think.

The rain does not abate and dog training is cancelled. So I go for a swim instead and do 71 lengths again. Why is it always 71? My watch really is having a laugh.

L is out tonight painting the streets of Borrowash, well going for a curry there anyway. She offers me a takeaway which sadly is not the food of champions and wouldn't be good for my training at all.

Chicken Jalfrezi and an Keema naan for the boys please.

Order placed, the boys and I head over to cruise the streets of Borrowash to see if we can pick up any young women and relieve them of their naan bread. The operation is a success.

(Monday 7^th April)

That's A Difficult One

The second day of the dog show and I'm excused car parking duties today.

L requests something healthy for breakfast... That's a difficult one. The food isn’t great on site and she likes to share the occasional boiled egg and oatcake with the boys at breakfast. Ah. Will a bacon and egg sarnie do?

MD isn't quite as on his game as yesterday. We’re clear in the team event but others aren’t. In the individuals, he gets an elimination, a five faults and a clear. The clear in the Agility nets us 6th place. So can’t complain. All this with a hangover. Mine not MD's. I knew I’d regret the Festival Ale. Can we do better tomorrow?

Doggo is back on form, clear in the Veterans.

We tone it down with the takeout tub and play is safer with the 4.5% Damson Porter.

We also revisit the White Swan for another curry. Jalfrezi this time.

With being in a different field this year we are closer to the 24 hour Thunder Run that is going on across the other side of the road. As we sip our Porter we can see them making their way around the course in the dark, head torches glowing. Quite fancy that, only problem is I don't know enough people mad enough to make up a team with me.

(Saturday 28th July)