Been a few days since my last post and a few things have happened.
Thursday, it was important for me to get into the gym at a decent time in order to get a good session in. Well, I got in there but it was far from a good session - I lasted about 15 minutes on the tread mill and was knackered; maybe over doing it a bit too much, so I got on the bike and did another 15 minutes to get a good sweat on and the blood pumping.
I followed it by a good steam in the sauna and felt really knackered for the first time in a few days.
Food for the night consisted of a ham and chicken salad with some crayfish tails on the side - which was just right as I couldn't hack anything heavy.
The funny thing was, was that when I went to the bar for a diet coke, the girl behind the bar asked me if I'd been for a run; state the blummin obvious. Anyway, stayed off the sauce all week and stuck to green tea, diet coke and diet Irn Bru (2 calories for 250ml), run that off in 10 minutes easy and a lot quicker that 250 - 300 calories per pint of beer.

Friday was a non starter as some shite called a 14:30 meeting which went on for an hour meaning I didn't leave Southampton till about 16:00 and got stuck in all of the rush hour traffic from Winchester to Newark - 4 1/2 sodding hours in the car, in the fog and rain.

Saturday morning - had to go for a scan as I've been feeling ill every time I eat something and my bloods had shown up a high liver count. The results showed that everything was okay, everything is still where it should be inside, no gaul stones, liver is perfectly okay and the conclusion is that it was a mixture of booze over Christmas mixed with all of the antibiotics and injections I've had recently. Also staying off the booze for long periods has helped heal any problems; fingers crossed.
So for training. Unfortunately I had to fast for my scan and so had nothing inside me before I went for my run.
Finn in tow, I set off over the memorial field North Hykeham, over to the yachting lake and followed round the outside to the by-pass and back again; all-in-all about 2 1/2 miles.
Not much, but just enough to work up a sweat and it was the first time I'd ran outside since starting this, and to be honest I found it a lot easier than running on the treadmill. Maybe the fresh air and not so hot and oppressive heat you get in a gym.

If I learned one thing about yesterday's run, it was that Jack Russell's prefer to be chasing rabbits rather than running round a lake, and don't take the blindest bit of notice of you when sniffing a bush is more important than keeping up a good pace.

I was a little naughty in that I went down the club for some cheeky apple juice yesterday, and thoroughly enjoyed it too. And the other bonus is that having spent so much time off the sauce, you feel quite light headed after a few pints, which saves on the pocket.

Anyway, enough for now.

Later Folks