Catch up

Well after a couple of weeks of my blog being a bit lean on the new, fresh content I set out this week to rectify the situation. It started well with a few days in a row but then went downhill as real life took over and prevented me from getting much of a chance. So let me dig into the last few days and see what's been happening in Mick's World...

After my amusing mix up with my run on Monday afternoon I rocked up to training on Tuesday afternoon thinking "I probably shouldn't have run that much the day before training"... how right was that thinking to turn out to be!! After initial warm up runs, stride throughs and some basic ball work (while the softies who missed training on Thursday due to rain were punished) we headed off for our first road run. The pace was a bit fast for my liking but I tried to keep up as much as I could. After a fair distance of running, I don't know the exact distance involved but it would have easily been a couple of kms I reckon, we ended up in the Dutton Park Cemetery... at the base of a very steep, and daunting in length, hill. Turns out it was not only my first road run with the team but my first hill climbs as well.

Needless to say after the run on Monday, the warm up drills and the run to the Cemetery I was already getting well to the point of needing a break. But that wasn't to be and we were straight into hill runs, being encouraged to pump our arms and lift our knees high as we sprinted up this hill and jogged back down. After one run up I knew I was in trouble... there was to be five in total! The slow jog down was our only allowed recovery time before sprinting up again. After a few I was feeling decidedly dodgy and the slow recovery jog down was me trying to hold what I'd eaten for lunch in my stomach.

By this time it was over and we got a break.... which consisted of push ups on the rocky asphalt footpath we were on. Then... more hill climbs. I did one more and up came my last lunch. I felt bad for vomiting near people's graves but I just couldn't hold it in anymore. So my first hill climbs became my first training vomit. On the plus side 8 ppl in total apparently barfed, including Duncan, so I didn't feel so alone there. My barf was quickly followed by sit ups, squats and ridges all on the asphalt and all making me want to die... followed by a run back to the club... a very tough night of training indeed.

Wednesday night saw me at Mum and Dad's and the discovery (for me and Bee anyway, others already knew) that Charlie can now crawl. He was crawling around and was, as usual, completely and utterly adorable. Apparently his crawling adventures have already been getting him into some mischief but unlike Kate & Steve I just found the stories of his adventures terribly funny! Won't be long before he walks I don't think as he has been pulling himself up for a while and has some impressive leg strength for someone so young.

Last night's training wasn't anywhere near as tough as Tuesdays but overall it was still pretty tough. Lots of running around and "keep off" drills with varying levels of opponents on each team. I even had to run around for a while shirtless as part of being on the "skins" team which is something I almost wanted to apologise to everyone for! :p

Ok I'm getting bored with posting and this post is becoming very large in charge so I'll quickly spill the news I've been holding off until the end. Bee & I have a new housemate. For those of you who know Brett then good, for those who don't I'm sure his exploits will become a regular feature of this blog as part of his new co-starring role in my life. Welcome to the house Brett! :)

That'll do you all for now... I'm off to the Lions Race Day tomorrow so I'll post stories and pics sometime after then! Have a great weekend everybody... and Scotty have a safe trip home mate...