The weather’s been so good this week that I’ve burned 12,200 altogether. It’s been really pleasant in the sun, heading for a suitably distant pub where you can have a half-way break, iphone to ear, and via green fields brimming with impending summer.

I got chatting with someone I knew a little in said pub who had been just dying for a chance to meet a daily walking buddy, and since we started, other expressions of interest in coming along have been generated, so the activity has developed an encouraging social dimension too.

And when I’m trying to get fit, that’s what I’m doing. I only ever feel like giving the peacocks at the pool a nice, clean shove.

If you find out when the young men are posturing like peacocks at our pool could you let me know!

Once I am going regularly it;s easier. It’s overcoming that initial inertia.

I’m also surprised their are no easy obvious social networkky things to join up with remote friends and ‘train’ together.

Nike+ running thing could have done it, but they decided to spank all their money on flashy flash shit rather than smart social shit.

And to be honest, the swimming thing is more of the “go there, get changed, get wet, get showered, get changed, go somewhere else” issue. And I’m not bothered about younger men (pffftttt), I’ve never swum all that much, and my puffing only bothers me. Honest!