Testosterone

Due to the car repairs yesterday, today becomes shopping day. The shopping list arrives and avocados are now up to a quantity of three, they keep you young apparently. I hope she's not pregnant.

With Imogen still seemingly well pissed off, I head off to the gym for a session on the Watt Bikes. There’s almost as much testosterone bouncing off the walls in the gym as there is on the track and three of the six people on the Watt Bikes are female.

I do my session and then crawl home.

(Tuesday 9^th February)