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Every now and then my ISP (originally called Blueyonder - now Virgin Internet) goes AWOL. My routine download speeds of around 4-6Mb/s drops to a 100kb link. And this on a cable connection. Very frustrating, and not conducive to writing long prosy posts. I used to get worked up about this, and start fiddling with...
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I had a breakfast meeting today at the Copthorne Hotel in central Newcastle. But when I got up, it was blowing a gale and raining (the sort of weather where you can hear Norwegian voices on the wind), so I decided to go for the soft option and drive. Big mistake. I think everyone else must...
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Riding Wilf this week, my left shoulder’s been sore again. By sore, I mean aching from my elbow, right up over the shoulder to my neck just below the ear, with the sort of pain that threatens to make me go cross-eyed. I was somewhat underwhelmed with  the physiotherapy I had in the summer, and...
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Early morning run with Shana - now that the clocks have gone back, at least 06:30 is back in a sort of daylight. Since our last run together, she’d got kitted up at Start Fitness with some track tights & breathable tops, and today was her first time running in them. We were just talking...
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I got cold last night, and decided that it was time to get some more winter clothes. In previous years I’ve not done anything like the amount of exercise and training that I’m doing now. And frankly I don’t have enough cold weather training gear to remain hygienic, let alone fragrant. So it was time...
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A short, but relatively early run this morning with Shana. When the alarm clock went off, I did NOT want to get out of bed today - despite getting an early-ish night in yesterday. Shana’s obviously starting to get a lot fitter - we kept up a pace of about nine minute miles, while keeping...
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We had to go into Newcastle today to pick up some stuff for Wife. And as it was such a sunny day, she suggested that rather than the two of us going in the car . . . I could ride. Well, I can resist almost everything except temptation, and even though I’d already been...
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. . . lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed, it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o’erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire,—why, it appears...
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