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Thursday, 30 April 2015

Electric Bikes

Today’s bike to work was bloody windy and just to rub it in, I got overtaken by a woman with a shopping basket on her bike. That is, just to clarify, a woman with a shopping basket on the front of her bike and an electric motor on the back of it.

The crafty mare even had the nerve to slipstream me up the hill out of Stapleford before powering past me on the flat. They’re very annoying those electric bikes and they’re everywhere at the moment. I suppose it means you beat the traffic but it won’t get you fit and you do look rather silly.

Squash tonight and our last match for a few weeks. It’s a very good game but then I would say that as I won two games, although still losing 3-2. We meet L in the pub who comes straight from work where they are madly packing ahead of next week’s big office move. 

(Thursday 30th April)

Wednesday, 29 April 2015

Improving By The Hour

I'm back on the bike today despite the rain but needs must. In the end the rain wasn’t too bad and it was a very pleasant morning all round even though I got up far too late. On reflection this forced me onto the bike rather than the bus (I would have missed it) or the car (the work’s car park would have been full). So in the end I got a decent training session in.

L reports that her health is improving by the hour and she'll be back in the gym before I know it. I almost believe her.

It's dog club tonight and MD is again excellent with his training. If only it went this well at shows.

(Wednesday 29th April)

Tuesday, 28 April 2015


OMG. We have both forgotten something. Today is MD’s birthday. I even thoughtlessly kicked him off the bed this morning so that I could snuggle up to L. No wonder he was grumpy... but then he’s always grumpy.

L says she’ll do him a sausage, will try to be nice to him and will take full responsibility for the latest hole in the lawn. I’ll kill him anyway, even if I have to wait until when it’s not his birthday to do it.

Another day, another birthday and another trot. I wasn’t planning on going, it just happened. I really don’t know what came over me. I ran 4.3k this time. A few things twanged but nothing snapped. Promising.

I am out in Derby tonight with my old friends from school. They have a nice dark ale on in the Brunswick and another one, Penny’s Porter, in the pub formerly known as the Royal Standard where we eat. I have a half decent Rogan Josh and afterwards the three of us share an ice cream board which is a novelty. Five ice creams each severed in beer glasses on one of their beer tasting trays.

(Tuesday 28th April)