Friday, April 5, 2013

Not the weigh I wanted it. ***WARNING UNPLEASANT CONTENT***


The day after my Exmoor exploit I became ill. Just a dodgy feeling, tiredness and vague nausea mid afternoon, it was off to bed to sleep it off, then the vomiting started. Aches and a bad nights sleep due to uncomfortableness, got me through to the following morning then the diarrhoea started. A day in bed reading Elvis Cole, Wednesday came and went, uneventfully except on asking for first aid advice Vicki was (politely) requested to leave the site along with anyone else in the chalet. Suspected Norovirus, though the rest of the family showed no symptoms. It’s now Friday morning and I’ve lost the weight I wanted to prior to the run, just not using a method I would have chosen. There are 16 days to go until London 2013. I need to start eating again, build up my strength, get a little exercise slowly but surely, maybe a run or two a week down the line. I have the stamina for London, I just need to be at full health….

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