Grease me up …

You know you’re getting into the whole fitness thing when Friday comes around, you’re up out of bed at 5:30am, getting changed into your running gear, sat watching Sky Sports News (Of course, what else at that time??) and you’ve just started plastering your feet with vaseline (to prevent blisters, curb your filthy minds…). You’re just about to head out the door when it dawns on you that, ahh, today is Friday, the day that I’ve allocated as my rest day, the day where I don’t run 5, 10, or even 15 miles before work, the day that I don’t go out cycling around the Wiltshire countryside for an hour and half. No Friday is the day that I can have a lie in without waking up 2 hours past my supposed alarm clock and hating myself.

Still, at least I enjoyed my breakfast that morning, and wasn’t shovelling it down my throat as I left the house. One thing I now know though, is that there’s bugger all on TV in the mornings, there’s only so many times you can watch the “Surf Report” on Sky Sports News where they tell us about massive 2 ft waves in Bournemouth …

Anyway, I have work to do – and no I didn’t get up at 5:30am this morning, I had a planned lie in so of course I was wide awake at 6 – still at least the weathers nice for mine and Seb’s 15miler tonight …