Saturday August 22nd
29 Days until The Great North Run
Total Raised: £75 (Thank you Julia!)
www.anthonynolanevents.org.uk/charleshogge
Distance run today: 10.5km – Okay, well before we go any further I’ll just explain why 16k looks more like 10.5k. My alarm went off at 7:30 this morning, and having decided last night that I would need to leave at 8 in order to be ready for the race start, I instantly decided not to bother and reset my alarm for 8:30. It felt good. Nonetheless, I was still out of the door by 9, rucksack strapped to my back and iPod firmly planted in my ears. Once again the weather was on my side and I enjoyed a glorious run through the park. I would have made it on time as well, had it not been for the detour I took looking for a non-existent shortcut to the squash court. I think it added about a mile onto the journey – fortunately Richmond Park is such a great place to be in the mornings that it really wasn’t a problem. Didn’t embarrass myself on the squash court and, excitingly, I got to wear my new squash shoes for the first time. I’d never have bought the, but I’m damn glad that someone else did! Check ‘em out. Snazzy as, eh? I’ll gauge public reaction when I wear them against a stranger for the first time on Tuesday.
Popped back to Doug’s house afterwards to pick up a bike that he’s very kindly lent me and ended up staying for my first cooked breakfast since I was last back up in Yorkshire. It was beyond incredible – eating healthy food really does make you appreciate the odd fry up all the more! Jumped on the bike during the Ashes lunch break and made my way back through the park at a rather more exhilarating pace than I’d managed on the outwards leg. Arrived home at about 1ish, and immediately put my feet up for the rest of the afternoon.
A friend of mine, Kelly, celebrated her 21st earlier on this week, and I was meeting her and some of her friends in town at 8 for dinner and on. Dress issues pushed that back until 9, and I had just left the flat at about 8:40 when I got another message. Apparently the dress issues were ‘ongoing’, and I should await further instruction. I paused, but then carried on anyway. I figured I’d be able to find someone around to spend an hour or so with, and sure enough Lucy came up trumps, out as she was on one of her many annual all-dayers. A couple of pints and a Sambuca later and I was moving on to Ha Ha and the best and only steak I’ve had in a long time (Rump, medium rare. It tastes better and you know what? I don’t mind the chewin’). After a quick drink at the bar afterwards it was onto Eivissa and far too much time spent ‘dominating’ the podium… not my word, and although I’m not entirely sure how it was meant, I’m going to take it as a compliment! It’s been a long time since I laid down some moves and, judging by Saturday’s performance, it’ll be a long time yet before I do so… still, I enjoyed myself, and when I woke up on someone else’s floor still wearing my shoes at 6:30 this morning, it was with a relatively clear conscience and little fear of spine-tingling flash-backs that I skipped the 2 minutes back home and into my only-too-welcome bed. I can’t be sure, but I’m fairly sure tomorrow (today) will not be the most productive. 4 weeks tomorrow. The last break. I may as well enjoy it; is this a Dominos I see before me..?
Touch of Madness
Progress today: None. Obviously.
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