The race I'm thinking about was a club favourite. All and sundry had tried to win it but had only managed second at best. There was always someone faster on the day.
The route starts by the Thames by the rowing area, goes out along some undulating lanes, doubles back along the river.
The year I won, I was spared the gates and also the usual speed merchants. The slowest winning time ever it seems at 29 mins something. I won what looks like a nude bloke on a plinth. I'd rather have had the booze for second place.
I can still recall the disbelief of a club mate when he asked how I'd got on.
Such is the lot of a serial loser.
As for the guy complaining SG, some would say "clearly sir you neither urinate or defecate", I can see why you're full of s..t!
Something else. Had a read up today about endorphins and running. Hmm.
Seems that the hormone so effective that it will block out all sorts of pain. But only up to a point. The upshot is that using pain and discomfort as a measure of training effort is way off the scale. Meaning that once you can feel a bit of discomfort, you're actually on the limit.
I assume it meant constructive training limits.
But what about the buzz of hammering yourself into the ground? well apparently that's the want of those who are endorphin deficient.
And then went on to explain how those who abuse alcohol and sex addicts display similar tendencies.
So, who on the thread has a tendency to hammer themselves in training and has admitted to have drunk a lot of alcohol? Just think what the girl friend has to contend with!
Edited: 30/01/2013 at 18:01