On last year's attempt for the marathon ... the one I failed ... I had come to enjoy the 'walking unencumbered'. No water... no phone... no backpack ... and on the odd occasion ... no bloody dog.
I am in no way intending to introduce my dog to 'Robert'. She was so lacklustre in her performance up hills in the past, that Robert's 60second moments of speed would debilitate her.
But I am most proud of the fact I have more OOOMPH than my kelpie cross dog. Ha. A minor victory.
I have ditched ALL extras and now it is just Robert and myself...
Robert and I are getting along just fine most of the time. His soothing, reassuring tones before he hits that techno beat calms me. My feet and legs DO seem to stay in beat with his bad taste in music.
There are only a few problems I have foreseen so far.
i haven't mastered the earplugs... or the cords attached ... or where to place the Nano.
When Robert instructs me to swing my arms - usually he falls silent. I seem to knock the cord from the Nano or have the earplug dangling and then while continuing to keep my stride have to bugger around trying to plug it all back together again.
Somehow today I managed to hit SOMETHING which had Robert yelling at me...
I did mention I was a messy exerciser... red faced... sweatty ... earphones flapping ... trying to put glasses on to read what's going on...
and then -
out of nowhere -
A 190 bus honks and swishes past...
missing me by an eighth of an inch and nearly sucking me into it's afterdraft!!
So I learnt ... like a newly deaf person ... to TURN MY HEAD towards the traffic when on a face paced 60second moment.
So much to think about ........... it could be the death of me.
and Robert.