The Xmas party season is taking its toll. I'm sweating pure alcohol after Dad's birthday party. He was 60, had 72 guests come in fancy dress (Back to School) and my god they let rip. I knew it was going to be a big night, and I also knew it was going to be a tough afternoon run as I'm starting to weather hangovers like seasick passengers in a storm.
Accordingly I was a mess all the way around the short 4.4mile run. i felt physically tired, my legs were achy after dancing even though they'd otherwise had 3 days rest, and all in all I didn't feel well. I needed a toilet break halfway round that I couldn't take and was cold from misjudging the outdoor temp. It was sunny but breezy and by the time I was out the sun was well down for the day. You can't win them all and this one I definitely lost. Again, the only improvement on the run was at the end when I could see home. Drinking I think will be curtainled for Jan.
Got home, showered and collapsed on the sofa to watch 3 episodes of 24. Not good. I'll be glad for Xmas week. Its 9..30 and I'm off to bed.