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Bloody Hamstrings, Sand, Lonely Hearts and not so Lonely Hearts.....

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.......all crammed into one weekend. Peckle (James or Oompa) got things rolling Saturday morning, posting a snap of himself, sweating again, he is a sweaty little bugger, an action shot to boot, in kit, Bergen on, arm extended in front of face (to take said photo), and once again I can't help that think his pursuit of a wife would be better served by posting slightly less sweaty pics of himself. So please ladies, if you're reading this and a sweaty little Peckle is your bag, then please get in touch, you could be 'The One' he is determined (desperate) to find - you never know he could be the Charlie to your Chocolate Factory! 


Some of the boys (Cooper, Pete, Bear, John and Jono) got together at Coops Saturday afternoon, for a little beasting, followed by a BBQ. A run of  close to 8 miles, with weight, in boots (for some), saw varying degrees of success. Success it seemed, was measured predominantly by John (Midds) who was on his leaving do from work the previous evening…

Not long now!

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ENOUGH SAID!

6 Weeks and Counting! This sh*t just got real!!

With Catterick.......

.........looming large, and the impending doom of normal working people trying to earn a living, whilst our Capital City hosts the Capitalist monstrosity that is the Olympic Games, I've decided that if you can't beat them, then you may as well join them! My morning commute normally involves me trying to squeeze myself onto a Northern Line tube from Euston to London Bridge, for the next month or so, those of us who have not been encouraged via the rather helpful Mayor of London and 'Get Ahead of the Games' directive, to take a six week holiday or work from home, have had walking routes maps frequently thrust into our mitts, rather ironically with a 'free' tube/oyster ticket wallet! Tomorrow is season ticket renewal day, and the first day of the 'home stretch' before the first event in Catterick on Sunday 9th September. When the alarm goes off at 0600, I shall be (for the next six weeks ) donning my ParaCharity t-shirt a pair of shorts or trousers, my tra…

After..........

.......the 3rd Stag do outing of the year, this time in the Paris of Eastern Europe - Budapest, the body has either not come to terms with the punishment yet or indeed it has and I've come out of it relatively unscathed! I'm not sure which way I'm erring, but I went for a run in full kit and full weight in the Bergen Monday evening, and was in rag state, it wasn't pleasant, actually that's an understatement, it was chuffing torture. The first few hundred yards were horrible, it was almost like I was trying to move house, and carry the bugger from the foundations! Gradually I settled into a decent rhythm, and for the next mile and half felt ok, not great but I thought I'll get round 4 miles in relative comfort, then smash! Right into a wall, the lower calves and the achilles began to protest and to say I was at that point regretting the decision to go out and giving it the 'charlies' is again an understatement. I proceeded to limp round the remaining 2 m…

2 more throwing.........

.............themselves into the cause! We are now up to 18 strong, Stevie Elliott a close friend of Lloydys and mine, is taking part in the event on Sunday 21st October in Colly and Chris (Abbo) Abbott one of my oldest friends from our exuberant youthful days has decided he's not doing one event, that he's doing both! Stevie is an ex-Para, so knows what he's let himself in for, and at nearly 42 Abbo is easily the oldest of us (it's no longer me, that's all I care about haha), although  he's still kicking a football about, so his fitness levels are still pretty decent. He's begun training with a pack on already (last night, apparantly running to football with it on) and his wife Sam, has decided it's her cue to put him on a diet! Really very proud to have two more wonderful friends standing by my side at the start line come 1100 on those two Sundays.

Well July is here and we are all but 9 weeks away from the first event, the boys are really getting the …

Treated.......

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.........myself at the weekend! I've been wearing a pair of Lloydys boots for certain elements of my training up until now, but have known since I started running in them that I needed something else. They are big boots to fill for a start (obviously because they were his, and secondly because for some reason, my little bother never actually bought footwear that actually fitted him properly) and perfect for the Beacons at a leisurely pace, but heavy when it's come to picking up the pace. I really wanted to give the Meindls a chance, to complete the event in them, but they really do make running in them difficult. So I plumped (as I had been encouraging the boys to do, after advice I had been given) for the Alt-berg Sneekers, so no excuses now, with 10 weeks to go, it really is about knuckling down and becoming best friends with the new boots, although, for the time being I will miss the Meindls.