2008

So 2008 was, by any reasonable measure, a year of actually doing something — which, given that 2007 produced precisely zero recorded activities, wasn't exactly a high bar to clear. Seven sessions in total, just shy of ten hours of moving, and the bulk of that came from six rides covering just under 232 kilometres and 719 metres of climbing, which I'm choosing to feel quietly good about. The standout was the Morning Ride, and racking up 93 personal records across the cycling suggests that when your baseline is nothing, improvement comes fairly easily (I'm not going to overthink that). I did also manage one run — 6.9 kilometres at a pace of 5:37 per kilometre — which I'll count as proof that I haven't completely forgotten how legs work.

Comparing 2008 to 2007 is, of course, a fairly straightforward exercise: anything is more than nothing, and on that front the year was an unqualified success. So the direction of travel is at least pointing the right way, even if the volume wouldn't trouble anyone who takes this sort of thing seriously. What it does show is that once I actually get out the door, I'm capable of putting in reasonable sessions — the problem, as ever, is the getting out the door part. The thing to take forward is simple enough: more consistency, and perhaps the ambition to make the 2009 running column contain more than a single, slightly apologetic entry.

Summary generated by Claude