Been a crazy week, a very busy week but somehow we got to the end. Perhaps because there were only four working days and I had so much to do (that by the end of the week, I was actually running out of things to do). So much to cover but as my previous blog post took so long to write I feel I need to make this one “snappy”. On Tuesday afternoon, as I was leaving the office I got a headache. Not good, I had wanted to go for a run but there was little chance of that happening. So instead I took a tablet and decided to watch GREEK. It was perhaps the best episode yet. Dale just killed me and I wish I had had him with me at DMU, during our all night sessions to revise for exams or for coursework that had to be handed in the next day. This has to go up there as one of the classic all time quotes. If you do not watch GREEK, I seriously consider you catch it. I am sure BBC Three will start screening episodes soon (although I think I am still as season (or half at least) ahead. I am trying to get my friend Bhavna back into the show, so I can then send over series two and the latest episodes for her to enjoy. Looks like I got my work cut out! On Wednesday, I was heading back to the flat after a very busy day in the office but then I realised I needed to go to Tesco to get some essentials. Well bananas, bagels, milk and water. So I turned around and headed to the store. Of course, I had to forget something and it ended up being the fruit. Never mind, I would cope. Back at the flat, I started to prepare myself for the big game, I was looking forward to it. Of course it is not the same when your team is not playing but finals regardless of the teams playing always provide magic. A case in point has to be Liverpool four years ago. Just prior to the build up, I updated both my Facebook and Twitter statuses. On Facebook there was a hive of activity, as the comments on my status clearly show. Eddie Johnson wanted a pep talk to the Barcelona boys before they headed out. I put something together that Mr. Johnson described as “perfect”. You be the judge but for me the motivation is clearly visible the moment you step onto the pitch. You walk past the trophy. Then again, you also have the walk of shame, just like God, French hero of Zidane walking past the World Cup trophy, in Berlin in 2006 after being sent off. When history is against you then there is little chance but after such a great start the failure to respond with any of the fight they have shown week in, week out in the EPL. There is no point me going into detail analysis, so many days after the event. I am sure you watched the game (or did you opt for The Apprentice) and have read the match report. I enjoyed watching Barcelona just outplay Manchester United and the crowning moment, when Xavi crossed in for Messi to score was just a football moment that dreams are made of. All the talk earlier, had been how Christian Ronaldo was a complete player as he scored more headers (or was that headers in general) than Messi. Seems like the little Argentine got is final word in with the ball in the back of the net. I was very happy for Henry to finally get his hands on the European Cup, although yes I would have preferred him to be wearing Arsenal colours. On Thursday straight after work I got around to doing a practice run, the last before my the real deal on Sunday morning. I had originally hoped to complete the full route but with the heat and my tired legs, I decided to stop once I got back into town at 6k. Not bad, as it took me thirty-seven minutes. The first 3k are the most difficult as the terrain is uphill, a steep Strawberry Hill and then a gradual incline (which is worse) up to the A43. I was glad to get the practice in and also acclimatize to the weather conditions, it is going to be hot on Sunday. What have I got planned for the weekend? Well apart from my run there is not that much going on. I am off to London to meet a friend in the evening. The lures of the bright lights of the city can never keep me away for long. Saturday will be a cleaning and organising day followed by perhaps a walk in the park and a chance to read my book. Then the FA Cup followed by Britain’s Got Talent final (yes I started watching in parts last weekend) and then my family should arrive at some point in the evening for food and then an early night before my run.