I have a theory that there is a finite amount of "eff"; as-in a unit of mental capacity to cope with the various aspects of life. And when one (or more) aspect gets a bit more attention-seeky, the others get a bit less.
With newjob taking up quite a bit of eff, there's a lot less left for looking after myself as well as I have done in the past. So, I've been making poor nutrition choices, having difficulty with being away from home a minimum of two nights a week, and training is more difficult than usual due to travel and lack of eff left to plan around it.
So, 4kg heavier than I was 4 weeks ago, and a bit ill (sneezy sneezy sneezy), I've not been keeping up with training as much as I'd like either. But I have been doing -some-; like getting out up onto the common after the overnight rain...
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| Pretty unavoidable mud |
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| Camber precludes running on the more solid-looking bit |
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| Running along the flowing water is the best idea - less muddy, better grip on the clean gravel |
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| Trainers in the washing machine, socks in the bin (they were white...) |
I really enjoy running up on the common when it's like this :o) My socks are ruined though. Again.
Three days of getting a grip on nutrition, two on training. It's going a bit better so far, but we'll see what a trip to the US next week brings. Planning and preparation suggests it could work OK.
