I think I live in a Escher Like world where even if there are some downs there are definitely more ups than downs. This does appear to be contrary to my friend’s experience where Tyneside’s East End appears only to have scrap heaps.
Tonight’s training run appeared to consist of semi-circular routes around the trading/industrial estate at the back of Hexham followed by a never ending flight of steps. It is the succession of short manic bursts of ‘efforts’ done at as high a speed as possible followed by very much shorter ‘rest’ (a euphemism for slightly less effort) periods that make up these ‘intervals’. Bryan seems to think they are key to fitness at our age, all I know is I’m bloody knackered.