Training Log Archive: blairtrewin

As someone who's read a lot of cricket history, one of the more surreal bits I've encountered was reading of the final round of the 1939 English County Championships, which took place as war was declared (and was, I think, played to its completion).

Hopefully we'll be back to doing things normally within seven months rather than seven years (seven weeks is a bit too much to ask, I suspect), but after today's event I've got a bit more of an idea about how this must have felt; doing an event with no idea about when we'll be doing this again (which could still be Kooyoora next Saturday) or when we'll see everyone again.

Would have liked to sign off, if this is a temporary sign-off, with a decent run, but this was a struggle until my body started functioning properly about 20 minutes again (on another day I might have come back after the first few controls, but I wasn't going to do that today even if I had to walk around). Probably at my best in the section from 9-15. A tough course, with most of it in the low-visibility area (Borhoney Ghurk has a lot of post-fire regrowth) and quite a bit of mining detail, but the only major time loss was 30 seconds or so on the vague knoll at 16.

Course 1 had a relatively faster course (essentially they had all our slow bits plus 3km of fast open stuff), but Aston's time was still spectacular and does nothing to disabuse us of the idea that he might add to his tally of JWOC gold medals, if he gets the chance to do so (not something I'd be especially confident about).

Second successive 5-hour week (and third in four). Baby steps...

The first cool day of the autumn always has a sense of renewal about it, and my body was co-operating today to take advantage, in what was probably the best I've felt on a run this year (even if the pace was a bit slower than some). The sorts of modest hills that have triggered problems a lot of the time did nothing of the sort today.

This all made the overwhelming sense of foreboding about everything today seem all the more jarring. At least I found one of the benefits of shopping local - apart from you-know-what (which I shouldn't need to resupply on for another couple of months, and perhaps indefinitely if News Limited publications are still being produced), everything I was looking for was on the shelves, if not always in vast quantities, and the queue was at normal levels.

One of those weeks when I've been struggling to come up in the mornings (it doesn't help that a busy week has meant having to try to get out a bit earlier than usual). Plan B was the evening but that didn't work out either. Probably would have liked to have been able to get out and do something, if only for mental health reasons.

For those of you who haven't already read it on the US thread, various decisions are in the process of being made and I expect there will be an announcement in the next day or so.

Had planned for a run but didn't work out, so took to the water instead. Ended up as a reasonably straightforward session, and even felt reasonably awake by the end of it.

Starting to get into the swing of the new program (and, this being a different day to usual, a different instructor to point out things that needed to be shifted a bit - it's remarkable what a difference an apparently tiny difference in position can make to which muscles are being worked).

Original attempt for a very early session before Pilates didn't work (I needed to be at work too early for going after to be an option). Decided to have another shot at lunchtime and it worked OK from an injury point of view, although definitely struggled in the warm conditions (high 20s) - haven't done a lot of warm-weather runs this summer.

Morning swim. Took a while to get myself going but not too bad as a recovery session (to the extent that I had something to recover from). I'm going to be burning the candle at both ends at work a bit this week - hopefully the training holds up.

Down the Peninsula for the day and went out to Number Sixteen and back. Thought I might struggle to come up after yesterday afternoon but things weren't too bad - it helps that no uphill in this part of the world lasts for long (although they can be short and sharp, and soft and sandy underfoot).

Even by their usual standards, the kelp beds on the beach at Number Sixteen were impressively deep.

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