White skinned, skinny and unfit... With a burgeoning belly. That could be the usual description of this blog's scribe.
Looking at Darren's blog this evening I see there are 71 days to the next TGO Challenge. That's ten weeks in real money. This year, the omens are poor to say the least. Due to personal circumstances I have been out for only four walks with Lord Elpus since the new year year. Ordinarily, by now I would normally have had about ten walks down, coupled with an over-nighter somewhere like the Lakes.
Well - it is what it is. Knowing that the programme was likely to suffer, earlier in the year I tried an entirely unconventional approach; for me, that is.
I dug out and dusted off my old Canadian Airforce Exercise book. I gave myself a highly ambitious target of getting to the fitness level required of a 45-49 year old. Now being a white skinned skinny, unfit 53 year old I reckoned that should do it.
Bloody hell. It was hard! But after a month of straining, groaning and sweating each and every morning for the required eleven minutes, I have made it! And now - to push the envelope, I have started to visit the pool for a weekly dip as well. I think my build doesn't suit this swimming lark but I am giving it a bash. I am now up to 600m in half an hour in the 'dead slow' lane swimmers lanes.
So - if Lord Elpus and I have a particularly difficult river crossing I will be prepared.
Prepared, white skinned and with the usual burgeoning belly.