As the snow started to fall earlier this evening, bodies emptied from the office like Facebookers desperate to see what hapless woes have befallen their compadres over the last eight hours; to see who has set the record for becoming a fan of just about every tom, dick and something ridiculous - I was amongst them.
The gym beckoned, but not before I could work out which bloody door was the one for the stairs to the car park - I looked like someone casing the joint with my hoody on and scarf wrapped around my face like monsieur chavtastic. But find it I did and time to hit the treader.
I've had some real problems with a painful achilles and decided to start on the bike. I completed just over 10k at a fairly rapid pace in order to get the heart working and blood pumping; needless to say I was puffing like a 'good un'.
I followed this up with an attempt to run on the treadmill which failed miserably and I couldn't even manage 1k before the pain was too much.
Undeterred, I decided that I'd done enough and had 10 minutes in the Sauna; and followed this up with two glasses of diet coke, carpaccio of beef and a plate of pan fried chicken and veg that was enough for me but a bloody good job I'm not a fat lad ;-)
Anyway, I'm going on the cross trainer tomorrow night in order to try and relieve any impact damage on my ankle that running could do and see how it goes.
Be careful in the next wave of bad weather
Later Folks
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