Well the mere fact you are reading this entry more than
suggests I didn’t manage to snag the Melbourne Cup trifecta yesterday and meant
a return to the office (park) at 6am this morning on a miserable wet morning.
Did 8.5ks real easy with clients before deciding to do an 8k
tempo at 4 min/ks. Had tried to enlist the help of Enda, but once again he
snubbed me and was last seen sitting on a park bench seller taping his ears to
his headphones in order to listen to his podcasts (I’m NOT joking)..... what a
plonker he looked.
Started off and worked the pace I was after to begin with, just
sitting under 4 min/k but I was starting to struggle as early as the 3rd
& 4th as the times edged just over after that. The 6th
kilometre is slightly easier as I come back down the middle of the park but the
last two were a real battle and I couldn’t have gone any faster had I wanted in
truth.
Finished in a time of 31.51 averaging 3.59s but didn’t feel
good at all.
Splits were: 3.57, 3.53, 4.02, 4.02, 3.39, 3.47, 4.01, 4.04
16.5ks all up for the morning – happy to log some extra ks
as that’s about the longest run I’ve managed for a few weeks now.
As mentioned NO joy at the races yesterday – 4th
was about the best I could manage, with my selections in the trifecta coming home in
3rd,4th and 5th. Not a bad effort but still meant
I returned home SKINT after another poor day on the punt L
The real story of the day came though when Prince of
Penzance saluted at 100/1 with female jockey Michelle Payne on board. And just when you thought it couldn’t get any better,
you see her younger brother and strapper/handler Stevie celebrate and in turn
steal a place in our hearts and make us remember just what the ‘Cup’ is all
about. Unbelievable.
Special mention to another ‘Happy punter’ this time I’m the
lucky recipient care of Champ who was more than happy and pay his debts care
of the Nepean Triathlon. Fair play to him as he delivered a top bottle of the
finest Tequila poolside at Monday’s swim. Yet another one who goes into the
Lindop ‘Fair Bet league’ alongside Tom, Jeet, Glesso, Crossy Lad and Renaud when it comes
to the betting stakes. Enda please take note.
A quick flashback to last Saturday's Oktoberfest held within
the Domain. a brilliant day and turnout from the HuRTS boys and girls with
everyone making the effort to get into the theme of the day. Plenty of banter and TRASH talk (some more
than others) as the beers flowed throughout the afternoon. C.T was like a man
on an mission after his epic failure at Munich two years ago and was hanging in
strong, but then he decided to play the ‘Beer Fairy’ roll and spent most of the
evening going around playing barman topping everyone’s drinks up without drinking
himself – shameful.
The biggest fail of the night though was once again going to
come from the ‘Chairman’ Tommy H (what is it with this bloke?) who just seems
to go so quickly – we should call him ‘The Light switch’ One minute he’s talking sh!te then next he’s
fast asleep. Unfortunately another early
night was called and Enda and I had to do the right thing and see him in a taxi
and back over the bridge he went. Sadly it also meant we couldn’t get back in,
care of one meathead bouncer and that basically put an end to our entertainment
for the evening as well L
As good as it was , made solely by the HurTS team I thought
the organisation was P1$$ poor, long delays in getting overpriced drinks,
toilets about 200m away, and at one stage a near 15 minute wait to get back
into the beer tent...... and don’t get me started on Meathead bouncer who
nearly caused World War 3 (not helped by Cockney Darren J calling him a Fat
Fxxker at one point).
Some cracking photos of the day.
And Finally
Two photo's - the first is who I was having a chat to PRE Tommy H going out.
That Tommy H owes me big time :)
Cheers
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