Sunday October 22nd, 2006

It really wasn't my fault.

A den..library..what's the collective noun for bears?..were swaggering,YES,SWAGGERING through my spare room and I quickly grabbed my bow and arrows ,but my attemts to frighten them off were foiled by the half empty botle of wine I accidently struck which then tumbled onto my keyboard and bled to death,taking with it my keyboard.

Ok-so,I accidently knocked the bottle over with a mis-aimed objay d'art.

Had I the opportunity to write in my blog this past week it would have been full of

'Is my bum hitting the ground when I run?'

'Did I ever really run more than 6km's"

Because much to my horror,I lost a heap of fitness!

I tried to run as regularly as I could while away-but I have really paid for the lack of consistency and dropping in miles.

So-this week,I've been doing a 6km circuit and weights work like a bandit!
Yesterday's run was the first run that felt..ok.

On Thursday I was feeling so stroppy about my decline that Iam pretty sure I sneered at the lightly sweating Asian gentleman who was wiping himself down with a towel after his run.

With a big smile on his face.

And his wallet belt holder thingy worn way too high on his waist.

AND his cotton shirt neatly tucked into his shorts!!

It wasn't the flies and the struggle with the last 200 meteres and the beating hot sun and my pathetic breathlessness that had caused my snarkiness to bubble up my throat and froth out my nose, it was his overly neat appearance!!!

Anyhow- I think my butt may have lifted a cm off the ground and my aerobic fitness feels better-so,onwards and upwards!

and cork yer bloody left over wine!