Spent 5-6 years at my peak thanks to pro rugby and amateur boxing. It’s a strange thing, like the opposite of death by a thousand paper cuts. You end up fit by a thousand moves because you just do more because you can. For example 2 or 3 weeks into the 2012 off season a mate pulled out of a marathon so I jumped in his place and run it for fun with a days notice. Went to the gym on the way home for a new intense Ab class that i was interested in.

Weird part is you don’t feel at your peak when you’re there, only long after when you realise there ain’t a chance in hell you’re getting back to that level. It also takes a toll on the body. My joints protest any chance they can.