8 miles to Watford, hangover cure!!

Played poker Saturday at 19's, (£50 + £50 double chance) came 4th and got money back + beer money! gave out a few fund raising cards at the tables, most of which stayed on the tables and i think the dealers kept thinking they were playing cards waiting for the players to check, raise or fold!

I knew that i was going to run a nice long 8 mile+ run on Sunday morning, and I knew that after mentioning to Nam (my girlfriend) that the poker would finish early and that i was up for "going out", along with the 3 hours after starting the tournament she hadnt yet turned up, i WOULD be going out. 3 hours "getting ready" means that I am obliged to make an effort too to "juggle everything" and get my dancing shoes on.

At 12.30am we went to Watford, parked in the "long term" car park and had a boogie for 3 hours then got a taxi home.

10.30am Sunday morning, after playing "catch up" to get in the dancing zone the night before with bottles of stella for 3 people, and having a "subway" foot long (whilst Nam insisted on McDonalds) I didnt feel the greatest. Dehydrated to the point of thinking my tongue was gonna fall off, i set about standing at the sink drinking as many pints of water as possible whilst waiting for the kettle to boil for my coffee.

8 miles to Watford on Garmin

We set off at 11.30am in a false mood of "lets do this", i told Nam that once we got to the top of Stanmore Hill, she could turn back and comfortably run home and know the way. At the top of Stanmore Hill, she suprised me no end. On we went for the long road to Watford, my motivation to her was that, "its on this road" albeit 5 more miles.

We arrived at Watford after approx 1.5 hours jogging, hit "pret a manger" hard for a joghurt/museli/honey pot, sandwich and a coffee and Nam insited on an apple pie from Maccy d's (all good sugar!)

SUCCESS!!! up to 8 miles on my Sunday run, the hard way.