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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

Wednesday, 3 March 2010

Just when things were going so well...

...no, I haven't got man flu again unlike a few fellow bloggers. But today i had one of those 'workshop' events that required an early start and 90 minutes down a busy motorway. Then 8 hours in a room with a working lunch consisting entirely of sandwiches, wraps, pizza and pastry, and then 90 minutes home down a busy motorway. The workshop itself was worthwhile but nutritionally it was a disaster and I ended the day thoroughly knackered, dehydrated, no exercise and having consumed vast amouts of calories via carbs. All in all, a pants training day.

Things can only get better...

3 comments:

Sags said...

Bad bad days mate. I hate those sort of events. You will pick it up though dude. Punish yourself on the turbo; that will work wonders!

Coastal Controller said...

I have a 3-day University Short Course next week, 5 hours in the car each way, lectures until 2030 each evening and 'high energy' snacks provided at break times. I was looking forward to it until I read your post.

Cavegirl said...

Take your own food Turbo! I took nori wrapped salad and ham to Halton (made the night before) and a box of nuts - sorted!