Friday Flicks & Fish 'n' Chips
Am so glad it's Friday. Tiring day in Bradford covering a stand at a 'commissioning carousel'; the lexicon of modern public services! Spent the day smiling like a lunatic and developing acute face ache (now refuse to smile for the rest of the weekend). Also ate a number of freshly made samosas which now only adds to my feelings of reckless surrender to being a complete hog. Am even swinging towards the idea of F&Cs for Friday night tea (look good don't they?) in front of a good flick on the telly. It's been a while since M & I last collided in the lounge and managed to spend an evening together. This blog's got a lot to answer for.
Not sure if I'm Garmin gazing too much but was rather worried to see my heart rate remain in zones 4 & 5 for the most part of tonight's run, despite it being a very easy 4 on the road (agree with Ultra Collie, this tapering is a right pain) and the pace being slow enough to keep me in Zones 1-2. I'm either on the verge of a coronary or something really is up. Any other explanations out there readers? This is a very routine run at a pedestrian pace so am pretty puzzled. Anyway, perhaps there's not quite the need to call an ambulance just yet but may have to reconsider the F&C tea and go for steamed veg instead; just in case a last minute spinach & broccoli intervention might divert imminent heart failure. A demain.