I had to cancel my massage last week because of the Sydney trip so I had it tonight, unfortunately this meant I couldn’t go watch the Zatopek meet at Olympic Park.
I needed the massage quite badly though and am feeling a bit beat up now, next appointment locked in for only 2 weeks from today.
Won’t be able to run tomorrow as I have my work Xmas function and can’t run the morning after a hard massage. I guess this means it will be a lighter on week, can’t hurt I suppose.
’tis morning now
Definitely a rest day today, had a very weird nights sleep. At some strange hour someone must have walked past the house over the road and the obnoxious yappy poodles went ape and woke me up. The little bastards should be grateful that I had neither mince meat nor rat poison in the house otherwise they may have found themselves eating some special rissoles*. Thank god the house has been sold and they will be gone soon.
Then I started having some very weird dreams that kept waking me up, I won’t elaborate because let’s face it, apart from Question Time, Rove Live and Big Brother nothing is more tedious than hearing people tell you about their dreams. Needless to say I woke up feeling awful this morning and barely dragged myself out of bed to get in the car before peak hour started.
As I said last night I really needed the massage but I did go to bed feeling like my legs had been beaten with sticks 
which is by no means a slight on my fabulous massage therapist, more a reminder that I must keep the once every 2 weeks routine as my calves were pretty tight. They are feeling heaps better today though and I have a spring in my step again, I will be up bright and early for an easy 10Km tomorrow morning.
* of course I would never seriously advocate poisoning yappy dogs that wake you up in the middle of the night, but at 2am I can not be held responsible for my murderous thoughts, I am not someone you want to wake up from a deep sleep.
