Generally the past couple of weeks have been go as far as training goes. Getting out (almost) every day and doubling most of these in the build up to the preseason events kindly provided by the triathlon world. Having said that, my bravado in stating "I don't need to worry about a phone as most 1st pregnancy's have a 19hr labour and surely I'm not going to moving that slowly" has completely disappeared to more reflect "hope you don't mind running 1km loops from mine to make sure I have phone reception and can get back as quickly as possible". Should make for an interesting ride tomorrow, assuming the evening is not spent at Nepean being the most useless of support acts the world has ever seen.
That all being potentially true I have spent the time investigating my role post pop and feel my time has been well spent. I haven't thought about my crap run at all, haven't done anything to the Big Unit that drew out her 2nd row rugby playing nature, and learnt a bit about what it takes to do the dad thing well:
All things said I spent the morning focusing on this issue and think I'm on the way to a successful beginning (when ever you are ready Big Unit):
By the way does anyone else think the Dad from the clip looks like a certain fairly well known runner in CR circles?
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Good luck to The Big Unit (and yourself) on the new arrival. I am sure your mind was on things other than running today and your sparkling form will return after The Stork has paid it's visit!!
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