As expected yesterday's trip to my parents did involve alcohol and large amounts of food. After a quick constitutional walk I found my eye lids drooping. Needless to say I didn't make it to the gym.
Today has been another day off work. Hooray. I pity I spent most of the day waiting around for a mattress to arrive and spending large amounts of money on bedding. Still getting the old bed up stairs to the study can certainly be counted as exercise and sort of made up for the fact I was a bit dehydrated this morning to go for a run. Building the bed my manager gave me was also interesting as was re-stringing the washing line and doing all my ironing. And then came the horror. My MP3 player's arm band broke as I tried to wash it. NOOO! No music when exercising. No music at the gym. Where they play either KISS FM or MTV adverts and all. I don't think so. So it was off on my bike to town to spend more cash. It was a good ride though. I needed the arm band before I'd go running and a quick 4 mile hop into town wouldn't take too long. I started out at the large tescoes which is on route in the hopes they would stock one but they came up wanting. I guess they can't stock everything even in the largest Tescoes in the UK. With that little detour out of the way I had no choice but to brave the last day of the school holidays and enter the town centre full of adolecents and they're perambulating parental cash machines.
Right music has been restored and back home for a quick drink small mess about then out on the run. The reason I've gone on this long and twisted tale is to try and justify my running time. An appalling 57:12. I'd like to blame the traffic at the two set of lights but I pretty much got through scot free. Must have been hauling the mattress up the stairs or the 30mins spent pulling washing line through the poles who knows but it wasn't a good run.
I'd decided I was going to the gym to get the swim under way and had the choice of how to get there. By bike of course. We're not in this for the look of the thing don't ca know. So once back at the house it was another quick drink and on with the SPDs. Lights attached and thirty minutes later I was in the pool. The run might not have gone well but the swim did. It was pretty much clear in there. Just two other bods doing breast stroke in the training lane. I managed to do 16 lengths straight and followed up with a further 14 to make the grand total of 30 lengths making 750m. Or the swim distance in he sprint triathlon.
Riding home in the dark was nice but the wind was behind me and the battery was still going strong in my armbanded MP3.
Made it back and started cooking well it was 20:45 I'd picked up a sugary drink from the CO-OP on the way back so I recovered something as the chicken Kievs hissed away. I also cooked up some pasta bake to take with me tommorrow. I'll have to start thinking about food more now as all this exercise is going to need fuelling. Protein and complex carbohydrates. Or chicken and pasta as its better known.
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