Highs and lows..

After two weeks sat on the injured step i finally got my marathon training started today, 6 miles in the pouring rain with no pain and life could not be better. The thrill of running and the time it gives you to think can not be beaten, and to anyone who says they can't, you can. Followed by a lovely muscle easing swim at old Duncan Banatynes gym and i was happy as a pig in mud.
I then spent the afternoon in with the kids writing Christmas cards, doing our lists for Santa and generally planning for the big guy visiting with his bulging sack, Adults add your own punch line.
A lovely Sunday that couldn't get better, and then came the low, Whilst my wife was in the bath i was sneaking a few mins on the Xbox (if you have not tried it Modern Warfare 2 is awesome) when my youngest shouted from the kitchen there is water coming from the ceiling. To cut a long and painful (and probably very costly) story short the pipe under the bath had burst sending water through the ceiling which then hit and blew up the fridge!!!
Cue a Monday spent calling plumber, insurance company and sorting out a new fridge - on top of this i have a major new project starting at work tomorrow, oh the joys of being a Father!