A Normal Sort Of Week

A normal sort of week - Cycling, PT, yoga (although without the Peroni) and tennis, which looks a bit weather dependant but goes ahead. I lose the first set but I’m leading the second 5-4 e.g. one game away from winning it when my opponent declares he’s too knackered to continue due to his no food diet. 

Friday sees the car in for a service which requires me nipping over to Derby to drop it off before work. L has a gym and swim day, then we get a Friday night in with Leffe and Thai curry.

Saturday sees us switch our planned Parkrun to Wollaton from Clifton due to the rain which also scuppers my planned lawn mowing at my Dad’s. Instead we listen to Derby lose 2-1 at Watford. In the evening we’re out with friends for a curry at a new place for us, Kottaram. It’s not terribly Indian but it’s decent enough. We have drinks in the Crafty Crow before and afterwards as we are in and out of the restaurant in 90 minutes.

I run with L and the Lad on Sunday. We do 7.5k. Then I cut the hedges at home. L does the gym but I don’t, although I should have done really. Then we walk down to Canning Circus and have a few drinks in the Organ Grinder. On the bar there they have the relaunched Hofmeister Lager which is now under new ownership with no more comedy bear and a 5.0% strength. L gives it a try.

(Sunday 25^th August)