So I wake up on Christmas morning (well actually it was early evening on Christmas eve, but you get the idea) and wonder what Santa has brought me for being such a good boy this year. Well I can't have been that good - I excitedly opened carefully wrapped present after present to reveal a new set of running gear: shorts, top, tracksters. So my "I'll start running in the new year" promise will have to be put into practice - I was actually banking on the "I have no kit" delaying tactic. Bums. Actually T had other ideas about the timing and we were up on Boxing Day running around Macclesfield. And to be honest - I actually enjoyed it.
So almost true to my word I have ordered a training diary, been commuting in on a regular basis and started concentrating on my swim technique. I have yet to do another run.
Oh and the single speed has had a new sprocket fitted and now I am down to a rather more realistic 71 gear inches. Which is much, much better.
Only 9 months to go.
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