Ok so here we are 2012, I am another year older and more than a few pounds heavier. I should be slipping into a comfortable middle age rut of babies, cakes, evening beers and a nice bit of middle age spread.
Instead of this picture of bliss, I have spent the last day of the Christmas holidays dragging my asthmatic 17 stone frame on a 5.5KM run followed by an hour of power work out. There was much sweating, grunting and weeping when to my shame I was overtaken by a pensioner out for a morning jog. Now why would I put myself through this pain and humiliation? Four reasons: one I am a fitness sadist and the gym was closed; two I have been signed up for this year’s Tough Mudder contest and need a lot of practice if I am going to survive the 12 mile run and 26 insane obstacles (monkey bars, ice swims and nettles to the nipples to name a few). Third, I will be running this year’s Tough Mudder contest with my younger brother Pete Wallace. Pete is the definition of fitness, 5’11 carved out of granite, body fat in single figures, a former Mens Health Cover model of the year runner up (our dear mum still has the calendar and poster to prove it) and with the stamina to run 12 miles backwards whilst giving me the finger in his sleep. If I am to be able to hold my head up at any family gathering ever again I need at the very least to keep up with him and maybe just maybe have my rocky moment….
And finally and most importantly I have been inspired to do this by my Dad, Mr Wallace Snr, the toughest man I know. Last year Dad spent nine months fighting Non-Hodgkin's Lymphoma. His face swelled up, he never
complained he never slowed down; he could not sleep more than a few hours a night, he never complained he never slowed down; his hair fell out he never complained and bought a new hat, he spent hours plugged into a chemo machine he never complained and finished his Sudoku.
He beat Cancer, he did not make a song and dance about it just smiled and took his wife shopping. Chuck Norris and Jack Bower combined ain't got nothing on this guy. So inspired by Mr Wallace Snr both myself and the and the “machine” Pete Wallace will be running the Tough Mudder and trying to raise a little money along the way for Lymphoma research to try and prove we are half as tough as our Dad.
So to help me keep motivated both Pete and myself will be up dating this blog each week with our
training progress and states and throwing in a few vids for your general amusement.
Stats 2 January 2012:
Weight 116 Kg
Run time and distance 5.5km 36mins
Chin Ups 5 unassisted
Days to Tough Mudder 132
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