Training back on track today after a shabby couple of weeks which included a hangover so bad last weekend I could barely walk, let alone run.
So today I was looking forward to taking on a 12 to 13 mile run, in the thankfully warmer spring sunshine.
Despite waking up in Dorset this morning to scenes of snow falling across the green and pleasant, by the time we got back to Bristol the conditions were much better.
However I had once again underestimated the depth of a hangover that was lurking round like an ASBO mugger in a dark alley.
Reason I’d woken up in Dorset was because we’d spent the weekend on my parents’ estate in the country, which was quite lovely. As was the best part of two bottles of red wine I’d drained while enjoying dinner with the folks.
As a result I was feeling quite rough as I headed down the tow path along the Avon from Pill and with barely ten minutes on the watch I was ready to jack it in and go home. This was mainly because of the feverish sweats I’d developed and the sense of nausea. The thing I really needed to do was chunder and hope that would reset the system. So, that’s exactly what I did.
Thinking about the times I’d been at a party and started to feel a bit queasy, I remembered that a tactical puke was just the thing to get me sorted and back to the booze. I never thought it would be something I would deploy in this far more healthy scenario.
Anyway, it worked as I went from being on the verge of returning home and collapsing in front of the telly, to pushing on and completing a 13 mile run in 2hrs 43mins. At that pace it’s going to be a long day in Edinburgh on May 26, but I’m glad to get half marathon distance under my belt at this stage.
Just ten weeks to go now, but I do feel I’ve come a long in way in the past ten weeks so at this stage I’m quite confident of achieving the aim of running my second marathon. Think I might stay off the wine for a while though.
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