Cracked Already

Back on the bike today, a real one that is not a track bike. Although I’m still buzzing from last night’s session or was that the overnight mugging I got as I attempted to sleep.

In the evening, I trim the dogs and exercise the lawn or something like that.

Meanwhile L is struggling to stay away. She’s obviously left it all out there somewhere. If you put in the equivalent of a sub 1:30 half marathon in the middle of the night, you’re bound to be exhausted.

Talking of which, she already saying it would be a shame not to do the Ramathon again, wouldn't it... She’s cracked already. Now I’ve got to talk her out of it.  

(Tuesday 16^th June)