What can i say? it was not pretty, it was not gracious, it was certainly athletic and in no way at all did i look like a bloke who had run two extreme marathons. No, when i ran run Battersea Park on Sunday afternoon, 3 miles which represented my first attempt at exercise since the North Pole, i looked like any ordinary unfit person who had not done exercise in a while, had perhaps had a few drinks too many over the weekend, and who really should cut down on their pork life. I spluttered, i coughed, i heaved, i walked, i moaned, i thought to myself ‘why?!?!’, and then i walked some more. How the mighty fall, a mere two months since the marathon in the North Pole (and you can see just how accomplished i was at those here on youtube), and i looked like any ordinary joe. Why cant the human body simply stay fit and keep peak physical shape? hmmm…an error in the design methinks. Bit like the planet perhaps? Hmm..probably best stop the forced analogy there!