Unnatural Selection

Running. It's just not good for you, is it?
Spurred on by last week's visit to 'the fat monitoring scale of evil' (with apologies to Bill Bailey), I decided that desperate measures were called for and made my first steps on a treadmill for more years than I care to remember.
Today I was trying to do intervals (max fat burning, apparently). Suprisingly I was getting on ok - in as much as I didn't want to faint or boak, and I wasn't gasping for breath. But every step at the higher rate was killing my shins. And I was going at a bit above my max heart rate for aerobic intensity as well. But then that whole max HR= 220- your age is a load of old hooey anyway. If you don't feel like you're going to cough your lungs up you're prolly not working hard enough.
I hope it gets easier.

I see Mr Brown is talking about rushing some rules through the house to abolish the MP's 2nd home allowance and to replace it with a flat rate commons attendance allowance. I should blinking well hope so too, and they should link the allowance to rates of attendance - i.e. if you don't turn up to do your job for a minimum period, you don't get the allowance.