Blind Dave's Blog

FROM POLE TO POLE

29-10-2007

Next April West Brom's Blind Dave Heeley attempts to tackle seven marathons in seven days on seven continents - but his training partner Karl has already been to the pole.

Hi Stirrers,

Well, after the TV and a rest day there's no more rest for the wicked.

We must now sort out our training for next year, so our next session was our Burntree run, into West Brom, through Great Bridge, up to Dudley Port, past Burntree Island, down to Birchley Island, through Oldbury and back home - but tonight we decided to do a tempo run for 30 minutes, 20 at tempo pace and the last 10 minutes even quicker.

I some times ask myself why I do it. I haven't an answer for that question - I must have been dropped on my head as a kid! Still it beats cutting the lawn or cleaning the windows.

Thursday morning had a run out with Karl, a steady 10 miles but it turned out more painful for Karl than me. We were coming up all Saints Way and we had to cross a major junction.

I've crossed it many times over the years, but Karl likes to make things a little easier for me, so we went round the corner to the dropped kerb and the official crossing point.

We crossed, just like the kids do, look left, look right, left again. Well, Karl did, I just listen, then over we went and Karl hit the pelican crossing; yep he helped me negotiate around the pole, but misjudged it for himself.

"Ouch," or words to that effect were used. I told Karl to watch out for them poles as they hurt when you run into them. He didn't find it too funny, but I did, it's normally me on the receiving end of pain, so it makes a change for me to have a laugh. "We won't be crossing there again " he said.

Talking of laughing and also being crafty, this morning I was lying in bed listening to the news. Debb and myself were having a laugh with the girls, and refused to get out of bed. Well, Georgie-lee came round to my side, and very gently said in her sweetest voice, "Daddy can I hold your hand please".

Well, I thought it was very sweet that my girl wanted some affection from dad, so I duly obliged. She then moved like the wind, and as I moved my hand she whipped off the quilt, leaving both me and Debb bewildered. She was like grease lightening, the quilt was off and had disappeared into the girls' room with words and laughter coming back - "You may as well get up dad you'll get cold lying there with no clothes on".

Talk about crafty, we certainly got up in a hurry, the cheeky pair - but you have to give them 10 out of 10 for initiative and cunning.

Well that's me outmanoeuvred by a couple of kids, still cold but not quite as painful as Karl's meeting with a Pelican, so it's a chilly Blind Dave signing off till next time.