The last two weekends have been disappointing ones because I have had two failed runs. I have been trying to do a Half Marathon trial and find that I crash after just 10K. I have several theories to explain this, the foremost being that somehow my Glycogen storing capacity has been affected. Further, I can only surmise in alarm that my copious 'tipples' over the last 2 months are to blame. I am trying out remedies and alternatives and hope that there is no serious damage.
I returned home yesterday morning, dejected from my Half Marathon trial disaster and prepared to leave Dojo (who I was baby sitting since the family went to Gauhati) with my sister, so that I could attend work for half a day. However, Dojo made it amply clear to my sister that it would not do, so much so, that she called me at work requesting me to leave early. I came home to a real cold reception from Dojo. He scolded me as a wife would do to an errant husband that had over stayed at the pub. Well, alcohol and its effects on my endurance be damned, as I made Dojo a 'mutton paya' and poured myself a "Tiger" in a tall frosty glass. I sipped the golden ambrosia and carressed Dojo even as I spoke and told him that I have to work hard for the money. He turned over on his back and promptly slept peacefully snoring as if in reply that all' well that ends well:-)
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