New month. Same regime. Sort of.

In my last blog post I set myself some fairly lofty targets for February. Let me state from the outset that the no drinking during the week plan failed spectacularly and within a matter of hours. I'm fully prepared to accept that I am too weak to deal with a busy family life and the pressure of a financial year end at work without some sort of crutch. 

As far as possible I made sure it was a single crutch rather than a double at least.

The only thing that failed more spectacularly than the non-drinking was the goal to run three times a week. Forgive me Brooks and Nike for I have sinned. It has been six weeks since my last constitutional...