Day 86: Gladiators, Rain and Beechams—A Very Different Kind of Endurance
As expected—because sometimes life really does enjoy making us look clever in hindsight—I am still battling the remnants of a rather persistent cold. It’s the kind of cold that lingers like a dinner guest who doesn’t pick up on hints about the time. Running today was out of the question. After all, threshold runs and tempo workouts are tricky enough without the addition of violent coughing fits and the general sensation of having your lungs wrapped in sandpaper. Today should have been about rest and recovery. And yet, the universe had... other plans. Gladiators in the Wild (Also Known as Bluewater) You see, yesterday I discovered that the Gladiators—yes, those Gladiators, modern-day titans of TV—were making an appearance at Bluewater. Now, we live in a house where Gladiators is more than a show; it’s practically a religion, complete with chants, favourite contestants and small children attempting to elbow drop the furniture. Naturally, I told the girls we’d go. However, as with ...