Training Archive: NixonIn the 7 days ending 2007-07-08:
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Sunday Jul 8 | ||
| Orienteering race 30:34 [4] | |
| Our first session here; a race at the Silva O-Camp. Running against juniors. The terrain was quite nice, the map was quite nice. It was kind of what I was expecting. No real issues, orienteering was fine, although I did mince about on the long leg. | ||
| Orienteering 36:00 [4] | |
| Second session, felt tired. Probably shouldn't have played football in the sun at lunchtime. Again, it was nice. Orienteering was fine. They like to run you into green shit and across open shit. I don't mind, it's the only way to make it difficult, but some pansies were moaning about it. How very softcore they are. | ||
Saturday Jul 7 | ||
| Jogging 31:00 [3] | |
| We went for a wee jog in the trees after arriving at Bohemaland to stretch the legs abit after a travelling for ages. We didn't know where we were going and we didn't have a map. I thought we were going to get lost, but we didn't. Feeling fine, training should be good. | ||
Friday Jul 6 | ||
| Note | |
| (rest day) | ||
| I've just looked at the schedule for next week's training camp in Czech Republic and it looks pretty hard-core, so I'm having a nice rest today. I say that, but I still have to pack up my entire apartment by tonight. I've just downloaded "Teach Yourself Finnish" onto my iPod, it seemed like a good idea at the time, but now I've got further than 3 pages into the book it's looking like it might have been a tactical error.
It's going to be a massive weeked of sport. The finals at Wimbledon, the Tour de France starts in London and the Silverstone F1 Grand Prix, my bets are on Federer, Henin, Vinokourov and Hamilton. But more importantly than all of that JWOC is kicking off down under in Dubbo on Sunday. Good Luck team GBR. I hope they've invented the internet in the Czech Republic else it's gonna cost me a million euros of text messages to keep up. | ||
| Note | |
| I just looked out of my window and saw what I think was the fattest person in the world. It's close between it and the one at Euro Disney who had to get a seat-belt extension on the Star Wars simulator. Which was a rubbish ride by the way. | ||
| Note | |
| Justine Henin just got knocked out of Wimbledon. Confirming to me that Belgium is actually useless. So far here is who I can think of that is Belgian and good at something: Justine Henin, Kim Clijsters, Eddy Merckx, Tom Boonen, Hercule Poirot, Tintin and the Smurfs. Most of them aren't even real. Pointless. Can't we just make Holland bigger? I can think of more of the Euro96 Holland team than I can Belgians. Having said that, they always seemed to kick my arse at Interland... | ||
| Note | |
| It's 11 o'clock and my stuff is no where even near packed. the people moving into my room have already brought there stuff into the flat. Eager beavers. It just took me about 10 minutes to cut the biggest cardboard box in the world up into pieces small enough to fit in the recyling bin. I almost feel good about saving the environment, but the box is obviously made out of dead trees and the bike which came insed the box is made of carbon is its production contributed significantly the the deaths of many polar bears.
I think I have too many clothes. I have a bag packed for my summer in Helsinki with all my best clothes, and bag packed for my training camp in Czech Republic with all my really good, but not quite good enough clothes, and I still have about a million clothes left that I don't want to chuck out. I would give them to charity, but I want to keep them and we can't have tramps walking around looking as good as I do, we need to maintain the devide. If they have a shower and shave and then start wearing my hand-me-downs then there is every possibility that they will be accepted as normal fuctioning members of society, and I just aint standing for it. The more astute will notice this is my millionth post today, it's not because I am bored and have nothing to do, I have lots to do, I'm just an idiot. | ||
Thursday Jul 5 | ||
| Running 47:00 [3]8.8 km (5:20 / km) +230m 4:43 / km | |
| The Bank of England raised the UK interest rate to 5.75%, but I still went for a run. It was warm and a bit wet, good running conditions. I just went for a cruise round the Hermitage, I met a man with two dogs. I think my shoes might fall apart soon, but it's ok because I cunningly bought an identical pair for when the fall apart. A fly flew into my mouth and I swalloed it, not tastey. My legs feel OK, but I'm just going to take it easy tomorrow because I want to be fresh for the Czech Republic, plus I have an incredibly large amount of crap to sort out by Saturday morning and I havn't really started. The Royal Mail better deliver the cheque from my mum tomorrow else I'm going postal on their asses. | ||
| C • Hi 1 | ||
Wednesday Jul 4 | ||
| Cycling 1:25:00 [3]38 km (2:14 / km) | |
| ahr:138 max:177 | ||
| I thought I would go out for an "easy" cycle, but it ended up being up hill and into the wind for the first 50 minutes. It's been a while since I've been in the saddle and my bum was a bit sore, and it wasn't even that long. I went out past Hill End, then stayed on the top road past Eighth Mile Burn, cut back on the A766 to Penicuik, but then cut back onto the top road because the A766 is not deserving of it's A road status, I've ridden on smoother cobbles than that. With the wind behind me and down hill I got upto 66km/hr coming down into Flotterstone. I got a bit wet at the begining, it's monsoon season in Edinburgh just now, but the sun did come out and got I got some good work on my cycling tan. I had a banana at Walstone, tastey.
Time: 1:25hrs Distance 38km Av Speed: 26.8 km/hr Max Speed: 66.0 km/hr Av Cadence: 88 rpm Max Cadence: 120 rpm Av HR: 138 bpm Max HR: 177 bpm A pretty slow ride, it was windy, hilly and I was still feeling tired from the weekend, so I aint too bothered. Plus a new top speed. Happy Days. | ||
Tuesday Jul 3 | ||
| Hill Running 43:00 [3]5 km (8:36 / km) +360m 6:19 / km | |
| A wee jog through hill and glen, checking out the route for next weeks race and making sure Big Tullie does'nae put the tapes out in the wrong place. The posse was me, Big Tullie, Kitch and Eddy. JT was first to the top of Carnethy, I had to walk up the path because my calfs had turned to stone, Kitch just about beat Eddy to the top, but only 'cos Eddy had the shits. There was a nice long drop off Carnethy down to the col and then back off the ridge. There were lots and stops and starts just to make sure JT understood, but I still reckon he's gonna screw it up next week. Muppet.
I went round to Kitch's afterwards for dinner. we had curry, tastey. We had a wee chat about what I was going to do this summer. I got selected for World Cups, Euro Meeting, pre-WOC 2008 camp and I'm reserve for WOC. I aint gonna do the World Cups, they are silly. | ||
| C • mupppet?! 1 | ||
Monday Jul 2 | ||
| Note | |
| (rest day) | ||
| A nice wee rest day today, feeling pretty tired from the selection races and the party. Everyone was on top form last night, although Speakey only managed 5 naked laps of Stew's flat, he owes us 19 more. My mouth still tastes of whatever the E-number is in the red VKs, not nice. I had a bacon and egg roll in Café Artista this morning, tastey. I also read the newspaper for the first time in ages; some Islamic fundamentalists thought they would try and attack Glasgow Airport, but BAA baggage handler John Smeaton was not impressed with this interuption to his fag break...
"What's the score? I've got to get this sorted" "You're not hitting the polis mate, there's nae chance" "So I ran straight towards the guy, we're all trying to get a kick-in at him, take a boot to subdue the guy" "Glasgow doesn't accept this. That's just Glasgow; we'll set about ye" I think Captain Jihad might want to think a bit more carefuly about where he attacks next time, and di'nae come te Scotland 'coz we'll set aboot ye. | ||