This afternoon, i met up with a friend of mine and we got our gear together to go for a leisurely mountain bike excursion over in the hills of Old Kilpatrick (OK Hills).
Bearing in mind, a life of working in an office, smoking, ,internet, alcohol and TV and sitting on my rear driving is the norm and cycling up somewhere called "8astard Hill" isnt really an everyday occurance for me these days.
The old platoon sergeant shat started happening where our target was just over the ridge and wasnt really that far after all he kept saying
Honestly, having not really done much for the last couple of years i was absolutaly pegging it !!! i could hear my smokey lungs wheezing, my heart pounding, a horrid stitch in my side and all the time shouting at myself to "get a move on you pathetic wretch"........as i negotiated 8astard hill. Well, my new year resolution to try and claw back some level of fitness is harder to do than expected but i'll keep going. if i dont fall asleep tonight and keep going for 100 years.
SOME OF THESE-
A COUPLE OF THESE
ONE OF THESE
UP THESE
MAKE THE BROKEN MAN !!!
THEN THE OLD "21 days on the rigs,20 Mile forced march, overtime...." WASNT AS BAD AFTERALL SYNDROME