Opt Out

I opt out of a -3 bike ride this morning, yes it was a cold one. I head for the bus instead. L says she feels sorry for the boys with their cold paws. I think she is forgetting that MD’s paws are rarely on the floor long enough to get cold.

I manage to find the bus despite having blurred vision. Once on the bus I take my contact lenses out, swap them over and I can now see again. I must stop doing that.

Squash is cancelled again this week, my opponent’s back is still playing him up.

So with no cycling and no squash I have to make up for things with five minutes on the Watt Bike after work. I’m ready for him, if he’s there. I won’t let him beat me. 

(Thursday 21^st January)

Like A Normal Person

L’s swimming has now progressed to getting out the side like a normal person stage. She’ll be attempting running next.

I cycle in to work although with my contact lenses in the wrong eyes which didn’t help much. A quick eye change at work gets them sorted.

It seems I won’t be cycling on the track on Christmas Eve as I’d tentatively planned to do. The Vets session that morning is fully booked as is the one on New Year’s Eve. Bloody oldies hogging the track. So it looks like I might have to come into work as normal and then do a Watt Bike session.

L has asked if I’d tentatively enquire about any Ladies Only and/or Wimps Only sessions they might be running in the future. Blimey. Now I know what to gift wrap and put under the Christmas Tree.

Later L heads over to Mickleover to see her folks which means we can meet in the pub after my last dog training session of the year. Although I have already been for one pint today as it’s pub day and a pub lunch of course.

 

(Wednesday 16^th December)

We Could Bath In It

The Brunswick, where I have lunch today, seems to have had a bit of a revamp. At long last they have starting writing the beer colour on the blackboard that contains their beer list and and they even take my Camra card.

L comes home with new contact lenses for us both, nothing wrong with that but she also brings another six bottles of lens fluid to add to the twenty of so we already have. It’s a cliché but we could bath in it.

Derby Velodrome announce that they will be staging the first round of the Revolution cycling series in August and over three days. Wow. Sounds like they have finally successfully organised something. I quickly grab four tickets, it’s already close to selling out.

I go from work to Cyclo Monster who have been repairing my Yorkshire ravaged bike in readiness for next weekend’s silliness. Then I head to the pool and swim 70 lengths, although I get calf cramps after 50 and then thigh cramps (not had that one before) with 8 to do. I grab a pull buoy and float my way to completion.

With my attempted purchase from Fat Face not arriving and therefore proving to be a birthday present disaster, I instead order my Queen of the 10K her usual running shoes from trusty Wiggle. Boring but quick. The package is order and despatched the same day and will arrive tomorrow. Fat Face take note.

(Thursday 21^st May)