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'It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.' Theodore Roosevelt 23 April 1910

Friday, 13 March 2009

Rest Day


After a great week of training we should not forget that rest is equally as important to ensure the body can recover and make itself stronger. Friday is now my rest day as I have to drive home (if driving up the M3, M25 and M1 on a Friday afternoon can be considered restful!) and I make sure I am well hydrated on the journey to minimise muscle aches afterwards.

As I find most radio stations dull and boring (until I can get myself an in-car DAB radio) I usually have my ipod plugged into the car stereo. Usually I like things a little more up tempo and ... er ... heavier. But as I was flicking through the menu I thought I would listen to something I had for some time and found myself listening to the Proclaimers and do you know what, I really enjoyed it, singing along like some sort of possessed madman.

So what do I have on the training agenda for this weekend? An easy run on Saturday with Bandit in the park and on Sunday a long bike with Sags and maybe, just maybe, Big Nige. Looking forward to both. I'll let you know how it goes.

Train smart fellow Bloggers.
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