Bus again. This time it’s because I'm planning a seriously competitive and seriously sweaty Watt Bike session up against all the other seriously competitive and seriously sweaty boys and girls. Nobody is taking any prisoners tonight.
L says she’s still not changed her mind and still fancies both Leeds and Sheffield. Oh dear, this won’t do. Isn’t it my purpose in life to drag her screaming to these things? Then again, no doubt, come the day, they’ll be some dragging and some screaming.
So I take the joint plunge and buy us both a half marathon ‘season ticket’ for Leeds and Sheffield. Sheffield is the 10th April, only two weeks after Cardiff, only a week after skiing. That’s going to hurt.
(Wednesday 17th February)