Not dead, not even dying...just been in Wales (the land that broadband forgot) for the weekend.
Anyway...welcome RW, what part of Wales are you from? Likewise AdamR...it's amazing how many people are flushed out of the woodwork by intriguing lyrics!
Stickless: good to hear from you. I'm now running for Fenland Runners, a lovely bunch of people and hope to make one of their teams for the Hereward Relay...remember that one?
Alehouse: Good luck for tomorrow and positive thoughts to you for next week.
LMH: things seem to be picking up mentally as you get back into your stride.
Lyrics: not today, yesterdays yes...though it's not that good a song. Some 60s stuff doesn't stand up that well, though I can never resist "San Francisco" by Scott McKenzie (RIP), of which both song and singer have links with the purveyors of todays lyrics. Incidently I made it to San Francisco in 1969...yeah man! Sadly by then the scene had gone and it just looked like Camden on a sunny day
Enough of the old hippy's reminiscences.......
Last week I had three really good runs (Sun, Mon and Wed) which left me rather battered for the rest of the week. Spent the weekend developing DOMS by running over the hills oF South Glamorgan. This is where I lived when I was running at my best, sadly it now reminds me of what I've lost over the years. A couple of reasonable sub 8:00 8 milers on Sunday and Monday and a rather scratchy session with the club tonight...still struggling to get on terms with the 42min 10kers. My "stone in shoe" niggle seems to be under control, despite what is being seen as yet another misdiagnosed injury....big toe stretching anyone? I'm running in a more rigid shoe with an extra insole to cushion my toes and hopefully relieve the stress on my forefoot........so yes Alehouse I'm in a mood, but it was always thus....I'll feel a bit happier when I run a sub 60min 10M...but I don't think that's going to happen soon