South Park and Pink Eye

Taking on board Bricks leadership in using personal guilt as the motivator for the maintenance of training, whilst also fuelling the animals desire to categorise me extrovert, the blog of all things leading into IMOZ must be maintained.

The week has been active, though not so much in following with the training principle of specificity, so far. Monday and Tuesday saw the annual pilgrimage of Preliminary PDHPE gnomes from the foot hills of the Mts to the depths of the lowers gullies and spurs. As they tackled the now well trodden path on the Snr gnomes Expedition.

Two days of fun filled, "that's for being a grumbly bugger in year 9", retribution saw the gnomes traipsing along gullies and spurs in a maze influenced pattern. enabling the trip from glenbrook Station to Euroka Clearing to cover a time frame approximating five and a half hours. all in the name of good fun of course.

My deep seeded satisfaction being tossed down a level or two however as we witnessed K#### HS teachers leading the troops into a neighbouring camp site at 8.45pm.Many hours post our arrival. Seems i need to spend some time in the windy southern coastal hub to talk to their teachers about 'enhancing' the hiking experience for future reference.

The second day proving most entertaining thanks in whole to the arrival of what appeared to be the correctional center for misguided youths wilderness program. I believe as the prelabelled individuals took off into the bush hurdling trees to heights only matched by their sunny chants of four letter words directed back at the 'adults' in 'accompanyment. The descriptor of the day was presented by one of the observant gnomes, "he's like a rock wallaby on speed". I was incredibly pleased to have briefed the gnomes on observing such species with out approaching them in their natural environment.

Having overcome the majority of illness that had been holding me back over the weekend, all be it post sleep in Wednesday morning to avoid the thoughts of an AM splash in the woods. Training resumed on the M7 that evening with a very social cycle sth to the edge and back. Joined by Joey, KLWJ and MrG. It was much enjoyed despite the itching eyes. At this point thought to be through lack of appropriate eye wear for evening cycling.

Having unglued the eyes 3 time through the night a lap of the basic hill circuit this morning on some what tired legs. In the presents of Sleep train and Cougar Bait, was achieved in the surprisingly speedy time of 1hr 5mins. Having included some lengthy stretch time at the lookout, influenced primarily through the return of ST with his preference for extended stretching time.

The eyes, along with the months supply of sand paper that was being used to scratch out my eye balls the whole way. apparently not slowing us down that much.

On arrival at school the about turn would have done a wallabies outside centre proud as a measure of agility. apparently 'South Park like Pink Eye' has no place in the surrounds of a few hundred gnomes. So with my prescription supplied by the front office ladies it was off to Dr Phil and then a day at home immersing the cornea's in fluid.

My first case of visually transmitted communicable disease. I must say if it was not for fear of paper cuts to the cornea I would be scratching not typing right now. Here's to a speedy recovery (again) and the weekends up coming LSD episodes.