Thursday, October 11, 2007

The Lost Weekend



Forgive me friends for I have sinned. I have forsaken training to follow my heart and chase The Holy Grail of a second successive World Cup.

I was in France from Thursday to Monday morning playing a little golf but (mostly) drinking and, of course, watching the amazing rugby matches that took place. We watched England v. Australia and France v. New Zealand in a sports bar in Le Touquet before heading off to Paris where we had tickets for the Argentina v. Scotland match.

An amazing weekend and thoughts of IronMan were far from my mind. I have only now (Thursday 11th October) been able to recover and think about training so will get back on the bike today and swim a little tomorrow.

Kind of hard though when your weekend training was lifting pints and body surfing down Le Touquet High Street supported by a hundred Frenchmen.

I did manage to reduce my 10 mile TT to 26'13" before I went but that's pretty much it!

I've had to decline the offer of a ticket for the semi final as I value my marriage too much but do have permission to go out once more to the final (repeating my epic pilgrimage to Sydney) if we get through as a ticket awaits me. Fingers crossed and happy training.

2 comments:

Andy Fulbrook said...

A little rest does no one any harm.
NZ is enduring a big low at the moment. Stunned disbelief, and the incriminations have started, the ref , the ball, the rotation policy, you name it.
The beauty of sport is that it is not predictable otherwise England would not be taking on the French this weekend.

Andy Fulbrook said...

A little rest does no one any harm.
NZ is enduring a big low at the moment. Stunned disbelief, and the incriminations have started, the ref , the ball, the rotation policy, you name it.
The beauty of sport is that it is not predictable otherwise England would not be taking on the French this weekend.