good friday

This evening after work I went for a swim. I decided after the usual 500 metre (5 x 100m) breast stroke that I would try the same formula with crawl to see how I got on. Well, I did it and did it well. There were no breathing difficulties, no moment of breathing madness and at times I was in a groove that felt good. All very positive stuff indeed and left me with a spring in my step.

I was so pleased in fact that I went and did a 10k cycle on my way home.

[think the alien could be winging its way back]

These are the good days. It occured on me as I was coming through my front door that I need to remember this feeling because when I have it I just know I can do the full distance and do it well. No doubts, no conditions. Simple, I can do this.

Five weeks to go now. Jitters spreading.

shame is my middle name

Father it is almost two weeks since my last confession and since then I have:

- eaten fatty processed foods
- drank of the grape and the grain
- shirked my training duties
- sworn at my schedule
- thought evil thoughts
- used my injured knee as an excuse to do all of the above with wanton abandon.

time's a ticking

Altho I've not posted in a little while I have been training. Not massively it has to be said and the little tummy butterflies are beginning to say hello, which isn't great.

I've been trying to focus more on my running. I'm up to 3 mins running, 1 min walking and doing that twice if not three times a week. This is a step up from what I had been doing so I'm pleased with that. The cycling has suffered a wee bit as a result though so I know I need to put some extra time into that now.

I'm finding the endless attention and time juggling that needs to go into this tough. Just when you think you have something cracked something else goes crackers and you need to turn your attention there so as not to lose momentum. Finding time for life, and summer, and friends on top is a constant battle.

All that being said, I can feel my body getting fitter which is positive and I am truly enjoying how that makes me feel about myself. The hard part is when I time myself doing the different categories and compare that to the times from last years event. My God, I will be so slow and that doesn't make me feel too clever. I know I've always said this is about finishing rather than a specific time. And I do still believe that. However, I don't want to make an absolute fool of myself either.

Never ending, see.

For now there are 7 weeks left. It's not a lot of time but hopefully it's enough.