Monday, 28 December 2009

A few too many

Be warned, just because you are going for a run at 9.00 am instead of your usual 7.00 am it doesn't mean you can have an extra glass of port followed by a gin and tonic!!!

I awoke at 8.00 am in view of meeting an old club buddy for a 10 mile trail runand felt particularly groggy, no headache but that horrible malaise associated with over-indulgence.

So fortified with a cup of coffee and a glass of orange squash I thrust a bottle of water in my jacket pocket and plodded up the hill to Duncan's house who efficiently met me at the corner of his road and we continued off onto the locals trails around the nature reserve and woods. It took me at least 6 miles to vaguely feel human again but that was only after half of my water was drunk and all the "poison" burnt out of my body.

The Maverick returns to the local trails at last

1 comment:

  1. a lone dissenter, as an intellectual, an artist, or a politician, who takes an independent stand apart from his or her associates.


    I really enjoyed my run, thanks.

    And thanks for being a maverick, my favourite sort of person!