Showing posts with label panic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label panic. Show all posts
Monday, 25 October 2010
20th October 2010
Mr W gave me this mug a couple of weeks ago to take to work. Not quite sure what he's trying to say about me, but it's certainly been a talking point amongst my colleagues, who either think the sentiment is apt for their department or have seen similarly themed items in the shops!
Thursday, 1 July 2010
30th June 2010
There's nothing like an upcoming sporting event that you maybe haven't done enough training for, to inspire you to get out and do some exercise. This Sunday I am doing the Canterbury Sprint Tri and so in an effort to quell the rising panic about my lack of training, this evening I dusted off my bike and went for a ride when I got home from work. My legs felt like lead when I started but I managed around 8 miles and then in an attempt to mimic race conditions I went straight out for a short run when I got back. All good fun, but I'm still a little concerned as I was exhausted afterwards and on Sunday I'm going to have to swim as well!
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