I cycle again and at lunchtime, I for another run. 5.58km in
27:58, hardly gold medal pace.
L spends the morning in McDonalds with her folks, drinking
coffee. Three of them and McD don't do decaff. She says she’s got the shakes
now, I’m not surprised.
This weekend we have the Cheshire Cat Cycle Sportive then
beyond that I’m contemplating the Derwent Duathlon the weekend after. This
consists of a 29k bike ride sandwiched between a 4.5k fell run and 6.5k road run,
you can choose which run to do first. I didn't fancy the off-road run but I’m
warming to it. Needs must.
L is horrified. OMG, how can I possibly be an off-road WAG
without THOSE boots? Off-road WAG? Makes her sound like a 4x4. She best get
persuading PDQ then. She’s already supposed to be tapping me up for the next Audible
audiobook credit. Could be quite a night.
(Wednesday 19th March)
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