Whenever you can

My blogging is a lot like my training. Sporadic, laboured and very much hit and miss

The other day I had a classic Greg moment. It was a fine and sunny day so I decided to take my son out for a walk. After a nice hour strolling around the neighbourhood it was time to head home.

As I walked up to our place I started to look for my keys. They were not in my pockets, not in the pram, not in the bag.......not anywhere.

Then it hit me.

I had left my keys in the boot of our car. Which was not at my wife’s work. 3 kilometres away.

Now for the wanna be tri athlete this can only mean one thing.

Training session

So I put my son back into his pram and started jogging......in black jeans a t-shirt and trainers. Not forgetting the 20 odd kilo’s of pram and my son I had to push in front of me

Did I mention it was the middle of the day...and in typical winter time for Sydney it was around 25 degrees

50 minutes later, covered in sweat later, I had my keys and was back home. All that said I had somehow managed to overtake some other runners...what’s up with that!

I guess you have to fit in the training when you can

Cheers

Greg

Little of this and a little of that

Sometimes people ask me why I do not blog more

I am strong believer in only blogging when I have something to say. I could write about how the bathroom at my work always smells like burnt hair and is full of passive aggressive notes but that is just wrong……

All that said lately I have stepped up my running (see what I did there) and have seen some unusual things………like the woman who jogs listening to a Discman.

No Mp3 player for her……where does she keep her spare CD’s?

I also feel sorry for the people who sit next to me on the bus after I have gone for a run. It is safe to say that I am not in peak physical condition at the moment………at least I almost always get a seat to myself…..

Cheers

Greg