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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

Tuesday 3 March 2009

This is More Like it!

It's Tuesday evening and the weather down here on the Gosport Peninsula is absolutely horrendous. Cold, wet and windy and certainly not the weather for being out cycling, so it was a good job my programme had "Level 3 turbo" on it tonight. It's been a really good start to the week as well. After a good day on Sunday I usually have an easy day on Monday and gave myself the morning off and had an extra half hour in bed. But in the evening I was out on the road and got just over an hour of cycling done, before bad light and poor road conditions led me back to the Mess, where I got on the turbo for another hour of steady riding. This morning I was up at 0600 for 35 mins of easy running and this evening the cycling racked up another 90 mins. So, 2 days down and 4 hours in the training diary. Things are looking up.

On the downside, I can no longer make the IS duathlon as I have to go away on a course. C'est la vie, although it's fair to say I never bother the scorers unduly at these events!

Tran smart folks.
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