having a hard time

i've been working hard this week, probably too hard but its all good fun. my schedule this week has included a long run of about 16 miles, where i had a proper bink. not the sort most of you would think of, but its where you're body starts to feel tired due to lack of energy and it makes you feel temporarily tired and nauseous. i have also done a hard 2000 meter effort on the ergometer (down to 6:49 now) which was preceded by a steady state run of about 7 miles, twenty minute threshold run last night and tuesdays session was 4x1 mile at aztec west which were all under 5:40. the quality of the group i am training with is definitely getting better with a lot more people attacking the front of the group, but it is almost exclusively a male group now, so there's no body to take my fancy romantically unfortunately. and it also means i'm now near the back of the group despite running faster times than i was running 2 years ago when i was at the front of the middle, if you can make sense of that. although i don't feel as fit as i was this time last year i still feel some pb's over the longer distances, hence the reason i have attempted to enter the brighton 10k although i don't know if it has been accepted as the cheque hasn't been presented yet and i did leave it a bit late. some people i know would be able to get elite entries but i fear i'm not quite at that standard-yet.

tonight will be a hard effort on the ergometer but no running, possibly followed by a game of snooker with one of my work mates. we're starting up a mini league for pill spdo of about 4 or 5 people. my snooker skills need polishing though and i have no pretensions of being the next rocket ronnie. finally our previous manager has been moved on from portishead as his lies and slimy behaviour have finally caught up with him. i was one of the first to find out and i had an urge to remind him that what goes around comes around as he packed his bags and left. i'm sure you all recall this is a reference to his many failed attempts to get rid of me, but i resisted this as i thought if i did say it it may come back to haunt me. he's now at bristol south delivery office in hartcliffe where if he behaves as he did in portishead, not only will they string him up, they'd queue up to kick away the stool, so hopefully for his sake he's learnt his lesson!