Fainting In The Gym

I don't bike today as heavy rain has been forecast, so it’s the bus again.

They do turn out to right about the rain and I don’t even manage to get out for a sandwich at lunchtime. I’ll be fainting in the gym if I can get there without drowning because, after slowing to mere heavy drizzle, another downpour arrives at dead on 5pm. I get drenched and its only five minutes away. I have to spin my legs extra fast on the Watt Bike to dry my shoes out.

By the time I’ve done my 15km it’s fine again. So L walks to meet my bus with the boys. Then it's a bonus Friday night, a couple of beers and L cooks.

Meanwhile I’m still trying to digest the phone call I got earlier in the day to say they’ve pulled a body out of the River Trent. Not good news at all.

(Thursday 19^th October)

The Whole Nottingham Caboodle

It’s cold and slightly icy today, so I take the bus.  

It's far too early to mention the C word but my brother does so anyway. He says he’s at his in-laws on the Fourth Sunday in December, so I shall invite my Mum and Dad round to us. L reckons we should be able to sandwich them in between Parkruns. 

Apparently there is a ******mas Eve one at Beeston, a ******mas Day one at Forest Rec, a New Year's Eve one at Rushcliffe and the Gedling-Colwick double header on New Year's Day. So that's the whole Nottingham caboodle in a week. The double header consists of one run at 9am and one at 10am with a bit of 'driving like a maniac' in between.

Now all I have to do is sort out the roast haunch of Wollaton Park deer for said Fourth Sunday.

Today isn’t apparently Black Friday but I am already getting the offers. It is actually next Friday but some companies seem to be running a Black Friday week.

After work I go to the gym at the velodrome for a quick trash on the Watt Bikes. L and the boys then walk up to meet my bus.

(Friday 18^th November)

Something Brown

Time for a fitness test, so I go for a 5k run at lunch time. I go out for my run despite the on-off heavy rain showers and completely avoid getting a single drop on my head during my run then it soaks me when I nip back out for a sandwich.

As regards the fitness test, I have no problems at all. So Clowne is on.

In the evening I’m out in Derby doing the usual combo of a few beers in the Brunswick followed by something brown and unappetising to eat at Wetherspoons. Things are particularly brown on a Tuesday as its steak night. I manage to track down some almost healthy looking pasta and go for that. My friend's latest venture has seen him become a white van man.

On heading home I am warned to expect to find dog and ball in the wheelie bin. Seems like a pleasant night has been had at home.

(Tuesday 17^th November)