Now down to only six weeks to go so I am trying to up the training. I managed to get up early monday and tuesday and do 6 & 4 miles respectively before work and then reffed Tuesday night, ran the line Wednesday night and did bog all Thursday.
Today has been the first day out with almost a full pack and boy do the legs know it tonight. I went over to the Staffordshire border and did a bit of a 12 mile up & downer complete with pack. Great countryside, wonderful weather for the most but hell fire the climbs take it out of the legs. I was OK on the flat and in retrospect overall managed but the difference is noticeable. Coupled with the route guide I was using referring to paths bifurcating which is the sort of term that would get the internet police (otherwise known as geeks) on your case at work I was not having a good day.
Even lunchtime got politically correct. Me "what lager do you have?" Landlord " Numpty's and grolsch", Me "what was the first one again?"... landlord "Numptys its a real ale joke about Carling". Jeez only wanted to drink the stuff not have attend church for a sermon on the evils of non living organisms as you drink them. Basically it goes down the same orifice, emerges in a similar state and dependant on the alcohol content has the same effect...... mind you then he told me he was a Port fail fan so enuff said...
Anyway lessons learnt today about how to pack the rucksack, proper breakfasts are required and it is going to be tough. Only (?) three games to ref this weekend but the key thing is to get used to the pack all the time now. Better go and re-hydrate now with some more non pc fizzy stuff.
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