Acute viral nasopharyngitis. Not to be sniffed at...

[SlowLoris]

Yes I mean Man Flu! Also known as the common cold. Mrs BW was especially offended as she doesn't like me to associate with anything common.

So after 6 enforced rest days I woke up this morning at about 5am. Still a bit congested but not streaming. Throat a bit aching but no longer feels like I've swallowed a cheese grater. Running kit all laid out by the bed. I thought 'Right, lets go'.

Then I thought 'Sod that' and went back to sleep.

Mrs BW dragged me out of bed a couple of hours later as it's bin day. So using taking out the rubbish as my 5 minute warm up off I went. Tried the C25K+ Stepping Stone podcast to see if it's any better second time round. Slightly, it was.

35 minute run at a fairly slow pace. Legs were aching at the end in various places but nothing serious. Amazing how as soon as it stops hurting in one place it starts somewhere else.

Another trophy on Garmin Connect for furthest distance run. Ridiculous the satisfaction I gain from a little icon on a website. Especially as it was only a few yards further.

Nice to be back running again. 6 days was too long. Just thought I'd share that thought.

[Midriff_Crisis]

It's an effort to run when you've got a bug. I tried doing that on Sunday and felt pretty tired for the whole thing. I certainly wasn't going to get any pats on the back from Garmin (she's a fickle mistress), in fact all I got was nagging about how poorly I was performing ... I'm forcing myself to man-up and get better just so I can get back in her good books.

[the_tea_fairy in reply to Midriff_Crisis]

Apparently one shouldn't run with symptoms below the neck (i.e. A head cold is ok if you feel well enough, but a chesty cough warrants couch days), so take it easy if you need to!

[Midriff_Crisis in reply to the_tea_fairy]

Thanks TF ... fortunately it was just a head cold. Anything chest related would certainly have put pay to me attempting a run.

[Oldfloss Administrator Graduate10]

Well done...Glad you feel less dreadful........sometimes.. a man has to do what a man has to do... !

PS

What we ladies, do all the time basically... ( Joking ?) xx

[misswobble Graduate10]

I take the bins out at our house Where did it all go wrong 😏😫😬

You’ll be fine. Get back out there and kick some ass 👍🏃‍♂️😃

[SlowLoris in reply to misswobble]

Thank you Miss Wobble. I don't think Oldfloss is taking my illness seriously.

Mrs Barton-Walker runs courses in Hen Pecking if you need more done around the house.

[misswobble Graduate10]

I need lots more done about the place. My husband is a master of being invisible He is that darned elusive pimpernel, especially when Christmas tree matters arise. Won’t see him for dust

I spent hours last year filling a Frytol bucket with sand, having searched for those things after rummaging in the shed and garden. I then had to get a real live tree back home in the Fiesta. Having got it round the house I then had to chop some off the end with a saw. More shed rummaging. Got it to size, in the bucket and interred in the sand . Would it stay Upright! Would it bog roll! 🤬 So,more shed rummaging to make a timber brace to wedge across the bucket to fix the tree to, to stop it listing It took me ages and much finessing to get it right. I then had to shift the lot into the house. Doh! It weighed about four tons ! I was just about to start heaving the goddamned thing into the house when my neice’s husband showed up. “Why have you gone to all that trouble when there’s a brand new tree support in the hall”? Whaaaaaaat.!? My husband had been and bought one, dumped it in the hall and cleared off. He never said a word! I went bloody berserk! So, Christmas tree is a dirty word in my house and makes me very tetchy. The fact that the Jack Russell used it as a peeing post didn’t help matters either 🙄🎄

Bah humbug 😬

[SlowLoris in reply to misswobble]

Poor Mr Wobble has my sympathy. Not only have you messed up his shed but I'm sure that piece of timber has been saved for years knowing that one day it would be the perfect size for some important home project. For going out to buy a sensible tree support he gets called a Pimpernel and I think I detect a complete lack of respect for his common sense and initiative. (As for gratitude, well....)

I suspect the Jack Russell has been to France at some point in his life.