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HRM - is not an acronym for Hormone Replacement for my Moobs, but Heart Rate Monitor. I never thought for one moment that one little piece of kit would make so much difference to my training! For the first time since I started training I concentrated on working within aerobic zones trying to stay in the 60% as stipulated in my ParaFitness programme as oppose to trying to bust miles out at 8mins blah blah and actually achieving 9 and half if I was lucky, mainly because I was giving it the Charlie big bananas for the first couple then blowing out my arse all the way home for the remainder of a run. Tonight I completed 5 miles in under 45mins without stopping and still feeling comfortable, dare I say it, enough to be able to carry on if I'd wanted to. Now initially the pace seemed slow, especially as I kept looking at my wrist to see what my heart was doing on Caz's very fetching hot pink suunto, but by the end my combined average mile pace was quicker then it's been and I al…

On a lighter note....

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.............my Cousin Craig has dipped in under 13st for the first time since he was born, proud of you Cus!

Tales from across the Frozen Pond and the Foam Roller of DOOM!

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Finally some good news for Jono, after last weeks trials and tribulations, running with just one shoe on, this week he appears to have found the missing one, and all of a sudden, the training is slightly easier. A couple of 3 milers to get his base miles in, a bit of stretching and some bashing of the old foam roller (that's not a euphamism, well it could be I guess) and he's almost as good as new. Someone slightly less enthuiastic of the Foam Roller is Midds, the poor boy has only had the roller for comfort for weeks now due to his 'runners knee' (ironic really, as this is the first time ever in his life he's pounded the streets in anger), but work with the physio has finally paid off. He's now been given the all clear and the streets are ready once more to receive him pounding them! Although I'm guessing the Foam Roller of DOOM may well get a pounding now, for inflicting pain on poor John, although rumour has it the last time we were all drunk together it…

The ParaCharity Training.....

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.......T-Shirts have arrived, 16 in No. and in various sizes! We are very proud to be able to wear these whilst we are pounding the streets, cowpats, shallow brooks, bogs and gym! They will look particularily fetching drenched in our hard earned sweat! (Fair one, I have just stolen that passage from the Afghan Heroes post I wrote, no point over-egging the pudding, you all know the drill - get them on and get out there - well once I've given them out!)

Spare parts required.......

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........or at the very least retirement to a desert island! Jono excitedly posted the other day a pic of his 'new wheels' as he referred to them, and exclaimed that it was time to hit the road. That was Friday night! By Monday night it's all gone Pete Tong. A few of us received a 'whatsapp' message to our little 'whatsapp' group 'this running lark is hard', stating that Jono had indeed fitted the new wheels and gone for a spin, and that after 2 miles his knees are fooked! Then the Midds pipes up that himself and JT (Jono, not the racist twat that this country continually without foundation continues to pin our footballing hopes on) are ready for the scrap heap.......inferring that 'this isn't going to plan'! Jono, condemns himself further by declaring that he's not even fit for spare parts, I begin to sympathise, until Pete suggests we 'Man Up' before he falls in to line and decides that it's all a matter of time for him …

Introducing........

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..........Craig!

My cus is the first one of the group to lace my hand with picture and a little ditty about himself. What was the old playground rhyme for being first? First the worst.........Lets hope not! (Only joking cus, esepcially as at the moment, you're the only one!)

 "..........So about me, up until a few months ago if I was asked what I do for fun, the answer would of hands down been something 'beer' related!  Now if the same question was asked I can honestly hold my hands up and say that when I'm not out setting off the speed cameras of Essex with my trail blazing I am either in the gym, nursing an injury or SLEEPING!! Having never run anywhere before (apart from maybe an occasional chase from a strange man in a blue uniform when I was a bit younger!) this has been a bit of an eye opener but also an enjoyable one so far! I am looking forward to banding together with the rest of these mentally unstable chaps and really smashing into this challenge, ho…

Biogs and Pics are coming..........

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..........I'm still trying to convince the boys into writing a little passage about themselves for the entertainment of the masses (maybe that's a little bit of exaggaration when we only have 8 followers, but I live in the notion that this blog is slightly further reaching than that), and as yet there appears to be a deafining silence, but I will keep chipping away. Craig has promised me that he'll get on it, and other than a pic from Garf, those are the only firm committments to my request received so far, although to be honest a pic sometimes does say a thousand words and in Garf's case, that maxim definitely rings true!

The cold mornings and even colder nights of late, continue to reak havoc with the ageing joints, although it would appear that I'm not the only one to have found a new best friend in 'Glucosamine Sulphate'! The knees are starting to kick up a bit of a stink, and don't appear too happy that they are being made to work like they were 10…

Is this the start of something Super?

Hero is a word to easily banded about, but I know when it comes to my brother, and everyone else that puts their lives on the line for our nations protection, it strikes me that the word Hero doesn't really cut it. I'm fortunate enough to have been introduced to my brothers world, and am lucky to be able to call a lot of the guys my friends, in some cases brother, and I can honestly say with complete and utter certainty that what those guys put themselves through personally in the pursuit of protecting Queen and country is not only humbling but inspiring. So Pecks account, whilst sitting waiting for the lights to change in Colly High Street really does serve as a reminder, that the inpiration for what we are trying to achieve, really is there when we need it most. Me personally, I'm inspired by the very idea that 15 friends believed it to be a good idea and join me on this quest to honour my brother. So for me they are Heroes too, Superheroes in fact and come September 9th…