Now if you think back to the days of school when it was all about British Bulldog, hiding in your bib during rugby practice and homework then you will know that there are several different excuses to avoid all of the above. Over the past few weeks training for the Triathlon has become harder and harder. James our PT has really stepped it up a gear with shuttle runs and more difficult circuits. Gordon has been swimming in the serpentine in Hyde Park, he’s also getting more bike training in, I’m yet to collect mine AND he seems to be backing off the beers. Hard to believe I know.
From my point of view getting the training in around a hectic work schedule and a family is not an easy task. Some might say that that is a very good reason to swerve a handful of training sessions. But it’s not an excuse, it’s the truth. However I think I have the best excuse not to train EVER!
Dear James (Our PT),
Vernon will not be attending his Triathlon training session today as he was attacked by a herd of cows in a farmer’s field and has subsequently suffered a badly sprained wrist!
He has sought medical attention and will be out of action for a minimum of a week.
Many Thanks,
Vernon’s Mum.
Now I know that if Mr Lord my former PE teacher read that he would send me off to get changed and make me do laps of the footie pitch for the whole of PE. But I swear on my life it’s the truth. I was attacked by a herd of cows! I got charged by around 20 of the blighters in a field near our house forcing me to dive over a barb wire fence grazing the whole of my left side and tearing my favourite golf jumper! The result is a very damaged ego and a sprained wrist. I must have looked like a right plum, if Harry Hill gets his hands on this footage it will go down in history as the funniest home video ever!!
Since then the wrist is very sore so anyone who has any tips on how I can get it right for the weekend I would happily accept them! Saturday sees me playing golf with Ian Poulter and Retief Goosen at the golf live event at Stoke Park so I need to be fit… As for the triathlon training it has been legs, legs and more legs!!! No let up from James, the letter from mummy didn’t work. Must have had a word with Mr Lord. OUCH!
