Amsterdam - Week 1

Well here we are once again, but this time is a little different as I'm injured and not currently running but today starts my latest 16 week training blog.

So, for some accountability I need to start the blog, I need to stop eating Toblerones and I need to get my arse to the gym so fat Simon doesn't once again make a return.

Today I'm working all day and it's damn hot, I've planned on the gym for 7pm but thinking about going earlier as well to do 20 mins flat out on the stepper but that almost certainly won't happen.

I'm back on the mushroom diet from today after a weekend of partying round Quynh's house and watching lots of Glastonbury on telly with lots of accompanying red wine. 

Who did I enjoy watching at Glastonbury? Well thanks for asking.

Highlights for me so far were Weezer, Pulp, Prodigy and Supergrass. I missed Bob Vylan and will now never get to see that set and I need to still catch up on Neil Young and a few others. No great surprises there I guess. Standout performance for me was Kae Tempest, powerful, honest, brutal lyrics that make a 49 years old white heterosexual middle class fella get all choked up. Same happens when I watch Moana which I did that same day so I was feeling a little emotional. It's that bit when Maui leaves her on the boat and her grandma's spirit visits her, gets me right there every time.

I'm away on Thurs and Fri this week so I've squeezed a week's worth of work into 3 days, today is a stupidly busy day but I also need to go to the gym to punish myself for the dairy milk bar I ate yesterday.

And the Magnum.

And the other Magnum.

I say Magnum, it was the Aldi knock off version, I'm not Elon Musk and by that I mean I'm not rich, but equally not a Nazi.

So, I didn't get to the gym. When the time came I just couldn't muster up any enthusiasm and instead had a snooze on the settee with Murph and then later I had a pint in the pub and both these things were far more pleasurable than going to the gym.

I've stopped weighing myself whilst I'm not running, it's to depressing and it'll annoy me too much.

Up and awake with a slight hangover.

Our for breakfast and then the drive home.

Home and then a bath where I listened to the new Kar Tempest album and the new Big Special album and then fell asleep on my bed for an hour.

What a day.

Out to the gym early, 30 mins on the runny machine thing and 30 mins of core stuff on the floor.

Very sweaty, and very boring but it's gotta be done.

Home, breakfast and then a trip to IKEA to look at kitchens.

I am a the epitome of a rock and roll lifestyle.

That's it, my life when devoid of running is incredibly dull. To be fair when I run it's still very dull but at least I have a few more things to say.

So strap yourselves in for some boring blogs until I'm back out running again.