So i'm training for a BG attempt at the end of July and its taking over my life, the closer I get the more time it commands. Its getting so that every thing I do is about my BG attempt.
Every weekend I’m either in the Lakes training for or supporting an attempt. Week day evenings I either go for a run and do some speed work or train in the house on the wobble board, step, weights etc.
If I’m not training you can find me on the internet looking at maps or sorting training schedules and support. Although a club mate has actually organised most of the support runners for the day. (Cheers Nick)
Thursday the kit sorting starts and Friday its food and drink to organise and making sure my partner (BG widow) is organised for any road support.
It feels like I only earn money to pay for the cost of YHA’s, phisio’s, podiatrists and trainers.
I sink in to unconsciousness every night worn out from the training and awake every morning with summit names running through my head.
This has been going on for months - and to be honest I love every minute of it, I think I am finally getting the work/life balance right.
BG mania is driving me round the bend and I like it - is this normal? Do others become completely obsessed with the whole thing?