And they are off......

Well after crying out for so long for a hint of audience participation it would be a shame not to answer Nick’s call and write a bit of an update on the training.
I have been training well albeit loosing 7 days last week when my father was in town. However the goal of actually running the Shanghai half marathon has taken a bit of a turn for the worst. You see they closed the registrations and I was on the wrong side of the equation at the time. So after I pleaded for them to let me enter and being given the’ talk to the let because you know you ain’t right’ treatment. I left it with saying ‘ well I’m just going to turn up anyway see you on the 30th of November. So at this stage I can’t run. But I hope to find an alternative means of entering the race, somehow.

So that was a terrible effort from me. But also a bad effort from them that their office was a 40 minute cab ride away and I had to register in person during work hours, so that I could sit their prescribed health check.
To be honest I am not sure what the health check is designed to achieve. I mean if I think there is a good chance my heart might explode at the halfway mark then I would probably weigh pro and cons of entering. What are they taking, a resting pulse rate? I am sorry sir you haven’t got a pulse it appears you may be suffering from what we call dead and therefore fail the minimum entry requirement and are unable to take part.please try again next year?

I will continue training anyway and will consider making a rival rebel league marathon race on the same day. I ran my fastest 1500 on Wednesday at 4:48 happy with the improvement. But at this stage Nick Willis is still going to lap me in a 1500m which is a not ideal. So still plenty of work to be done. Although I notice that Nick Willis is a lean 69 kg’s. And if we are honest about it, me carting an extra 26kgs around the track is holding me back somewhat. So before the gun goes off. Ill give Nick 57 packets of anchor 1pound butter and see how that affects his race. Although in saying that I am not sure where he would put it. To be honest I am not sure where I put it either. What you going to do with all the junk? 57 packets of butter, seems a bit high. Either we fight fair or I start petitioning the Olympic committee to create weight grades in track events. Then I might find myself in the black trunks jostling for position on the heavyweight division starter line.