As the forecast foretold, we are in a situation of rising damp, and I have had to forego my running, and shall not forgive the weather its inclemency!!!!!!
I have thus far had a productive morning, after re-watching Lord of the Rings - The Fellowship of the Ring yestereve. Before I wax eloquent about my efficacious forenoon, I'd like to record something I heard from one of the chappies in LOTR: Decide what to do with the time that is given to you. I find this a most appropriate quote, especially with regard to the MdS. Thus endeth the philosophy lesson. Now to my fruitful matinal Sunday......
Whilst tidying out my study at home, I discovered a pamphlet I had picked up at my last race (31st Zürcher Silversterlauf) in December, and, lo and behold, it's something that got the gonads all agog, and literally lambasted the legs for their lax, layabout manner of late.
I present the Swiss Jura Marathon!!!!!!! See:
and, indeed, for the very last time (sounds very pythonesque, doesn't it? And now, for the very last time on television.....). Wow, I cannot resist this. Not quite the self-sufficiency, spartan conditions of the MdS, but certainly something to seriously consider, and on my door step - well, the other side of the country, but our Helvetic Republic is not exactly the largest country in the world. The course is from Genève in the south to Basel in the north, and covers some 350 km over 7 days, through (and this I can confirm) some of the most beautiful landscapes in Europe.
What to do? Quite simple - overcome two major hurdles.
1. Get the leg/hip problem sorted out - tomorrow I see the specialist.
2. Convince our employee, who always takes his summer holidays in the first three weeks of July, that this year he can't.
Oh, and run more!!!!! Damn this rain!!!
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