The Pain

Morning All. Just back from a cross-country run this morning - about 4 miles running through shit - feeling it now. Looking forward to lunch. It's now mid August (where does the time go!?) and the weather has been crap so, annoyingly, there has been no cricket at the weekends for the last 2 weeks. The forecast is also crap for this weekend. Having said in my last entry that I hate gym's my feeling's haven't changed, but I do attend circuit training now on Tuesday mornings - an hour before brekky pushing and pulling muscles that I never really knew I had, or certainly wanted to know I had. I couldn't really walk yesterday morning let alone sneeze without it feeling like a hand-grenade had gone off in my chest. It is good though and gives me the regimentary (?) style of workout I think I need weekly. I am to be active 3 mornings a week and hopefully a few overs bowling on a Saturday. Have said yes to Team Tenzings assault on the 3 peaks in October - waiting for a reply but hopefully I am able to give it ago. I fancy prolapsing on Snowden, I think.

Just returned from a pretty debauched cricket tour which went by without mishap...apart from...well, let's just say I am a little lighter. Rule No.1 - dont pass out early. An old hand like me should have proibably known that. No respect these days..............

Things have been a little manic too - house buying is ridiculous in this country and the Wife gets bigger - must try and be in by early September to get everyone settled. I digress, but these things are all on my mind.

Anyway - the fitness is going OK and I suprising myself with the personal committment to it. I feel 6 months younger already. Pie for lunch I think............................................