The title of this blog could be a description of the Lib Dems! How very topical eh?
Anyway, this mornings run was not good. Or bad for that matter. But I am fighting a cough and some sort of viral infection in my chest and I've been trying to ignore it. Alas, Mrs Dan has assured me that although I may be trying to ignore it it aint that easy for her, listening to me cough every five minutes and disturbing her sleep as well! You know what it's like - you lie there in the dark, trying to get to sleep and there's this tickle at the back of your throat. You know if you cough it will be 1000 decibels in volume, so you try and stay motionless, willing the bast**d tickle to go away. You try and do a quiet little throat clearance but it doesn't work. Suddenly the tickle is too much. Five thousand tiny germs dressed in feathered costumes start to party in your throat and do the **cking can can!! There's nothing for it but to COUGH LOUDLY!!!
"Daaaaaaan!"
"Sorry. That's it now. Promise"
"Hmmm...." snoozed Mrs Dan.
Before you know it, the entire scenario happens all over again. Bummer. ANyway, had a crap nights sleep and got up and immedistely put on my running gear. Mrs Dan enquired as to whether going for a run was a good idea.
"I'm fine now...(cough)....it'll do me good....(cough)..."
I should have listened to her because.....she is always right! It comes with being a female I think. Anyway, stubborn old donkey Dan set off on my 8K training run. The weather was absolutely incredible. The air temp was about 18C, the sun shone, the Thames looked resplendent with quite a few boats bobbing about. There were quite a few strollers out enjoying the morning sunshine so I was looking forward to breathing the air and absorbing as much vitamin D as I could.
Decided to run towards Ham House today on the opposite side of the river to my normal route. Well, you gotta mix it up a bit don't cha? After 2K I was beginning to regret going for a run at all. The bloody lurghy was dragging me down and I couldn't get on top of the run at all. At 4K I turned back to head home, back along the same route. I awarded myself a recovery walk at this point because frankly, I was ***ked!
Started again and made it to Richmond bridge where I had to slow again for a walk. I was trying not to think of being unwell because I wanted to complete this run as part of My Asics HM Training Plan. I started running again and found some pace in my muscles at last. I tonked along the river towards Richmond Lock and mounted the steps at the footbridge. A couple of ferries were phut phut phutting along the river looking very serene and I attempted to keep up with one of them going my way. I just about did too before it was time to stop.
Had to admit to my darling wifelette that she had in fact been right and I shouldn't have gone out today. I felt like sh*t and almost mainlined a lemsip right there and then! She gave me one of her knowing looks as I climbed Mount Stairs to the bathroom to have a hot shower. It was now midday and I didn't want to lounge around like I usually do in the jacuzzi, so after a quick shower I made myself a post run snack and got my papers together for a visit to my boring accountant on Thursday.
So I may just not do Fridays run if I feel like this. I'm sure it didn't do me any harm, but it's always good to listen to your body really isn't it. After listening to your wife that is.......
Until we meet again
Yer pal
Dan.
well done for trying but yeah!! Listen to wifey!!! Yu Divint want man flu!!!! Rest!!!!! Get better!!! Soon!!!! 
