Yesterday me and Mr JCR arrived in Malaga for our Winter Training camp, - him to cycle and me to run. The whole idea being that warmer weather might just make the effort a little easier and more pleasant. Well Malaga in February is absolutely glorious - 20 degrees thereabouts during the heat of the day and an ideal temperature to run, when you’ve arrived on the midday flight from London City Airport. Except that a rather splendid lunch then evening tapas got in the way. So Winter training Day 1 was 5-0 down - coincidentally the same as my team’s result against Porto FC. But in this case it was 5 lots of tapas consumed, versus zero amount of kilometres run.
Day 2, no excuses allowed, so a run was scheduled for early midday - mmm, how I’d forgotten how to dress for the heat. I’d also forgotten that famous saying ‘Mad Dogs and Englishmen’.
Summary is - Winter Training camp a fab idea, requiring a little more self control in the area of tapas consumption. Drink more water and wear less clothing. And stop gawping at expanses of blue sky (although I do think it’s allowable given we don’t get this that often in the UK)
Oh and I managed a slow, steady 12km+. That’s a good distance for me, given my Alzheimer’s challenge. For more gory details go here:-