Rather rashly, in a moment of feeling like I shouldn't eat as many take aways and, now I've almost entirely given up smoking, deciding I could be healthier, I decided yesterday I'd run to work this morning. Left work gear here yesterday, took my running stuff to John's.
And yeah. Ran. Jogged. Well, most of it was faster than walking pace. Just about.
But I got here, still breathing and in no need of emergency medical treatment. I may have taken the lift when I got here though. Legs weren't quite up to the stairs.
And since then I've been stuck in a seminar on dealing with the press, a liason meeting about a serial rapist with the Sapphire team and a meeting with my team about a murder. And through every second I can feel my body getting older and stiffer (not like that, Danger.).
I think I need a doctor. One with healing hands.
(see how I've optimistically tagged this 'sport'?)
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What did I tell you? Cool down when you get there, stretch out a bit, I said. I did not say plunk yourself down and let all your muscles set up. You are going to be in so much pain later.
Good thing you've got a doctor who, I'm sure, will be willing to lay his... healing... hands all... over... ;D
...Are the Met teams named after gemstones? :D
Ha. I was going to ask that same question but decided I'd been mean enough about the jogging.
Perhaps try something to soften the muscles first? I do love yoga something ridiculous. Though, I wouldn't recommend bikram for the beginner. My dad uses it twice weekly for his back and calls it a minor miracle.
Tinkerty-tonk,
Bronwyn
Doc Danger - I did TRY and stretch out. But three people stopped me before I'd got as far as my office, then Sally reminded me about the seminar, which if I'd missed...well, let's just say you wouldn't have got all of me back after the Super had done with me. So I did the best I could, threw myself in the shower and tried to look presentable.
It may also have taken me slightly longer to get here than planned...
I shall hobble home shortly. I fear tomorrow morning. I shall need TLC.
There's a massage waiting for you. Also a five year old who wants more murder stories I'm afraid.
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You did try TO stretch out. Not and.
I adore Mycroft.
Mycroft, you're a darling little grammar editor.
Can I have him?
Tinkerty-tonk,
Bronwyn
On the one hand, John, I need you (or a good strong prescription) now. On the other, I will enjoy it more AFTER I've told Sherlock a story. (If my poor diseased mind can think of one after the day I've had)
Mycroft - I'll try to do better, but you know what they say about old dogs and new tricks. Although having sen you training the dogs, perhaps I shouldn't try that analogy.
I REMINDED you? It's because of you we all had to have the bloody seminar! If it hadn't been for what you said to that reporter from The Sun we would never have had to sit through that! You're lucky the Super didn't have your bollocks on a plate back then!
He overreacted. I just gently pointed out to that hack that his questions weren't very intelligent or helpful.
And this is what comes of being honest with the press.
Well someone needed to introduce the little scrote to the concept of honesty. It was clearly alien to him.
And HE goes on his merry way, and we all get punished for it. You're not doing another press conference without me there for at least the next six bloody months because I am not going through that again. Sir.
Hopefully I'm not doing another press conference full stop.
And don't pretend you weren't glad I said it at the time. Sergeant.
...Maybe. But you're supposed to know better. So there.
I hate running with passion, but I suppose in your line of work you should stay fit! :D Otherwise how are you going to chase criminals through the streets of London? And it's a good thing you've got a good doctor to look after you. :3
Running. Haha. Something I avoid unless there's a very real chance of missing the last bus that would get me to class on time. Running the whole way... *shudders* Poor you.
Lupe - I don't mind running, but got out of the habit and smoked far too much before. And I do prefer it when the criminals just come to us and confess. Usually. Agree on the doctor point, though. Very handy. Everyone should get one.
Sylv - it's only just over two miles. Although I take a slightly longer route, to run in the parks instead of just on the roads.
Lestrade - London Marathon, 2012? :D
And, oh, how I love Mycroft!
London Marathon? Why not go the whole hog, I'll line up next to Bolt in the 100 metres.
Well, it's as likely as your suggestion.
I do, when pressed, sometimes line up for the NSY rugby or footy teams. But only when they're desperate. There are younger, fitter, better players than me!
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