Training was impacted by work demands and a puncture on Thursday last week, but I made up for it on Sunday, just under four hours in the saddle and I’m only three miles short of my plan.

Much better this week with the usual mix of cross training, running and cycling. I even managed a double dose of cycling today, twenty at the crack of dawn and ten at four thirty. Although arriving caked in mud and dripping all over the kitchen, the Mrs nearly discharged the shotgun, I managed to mitigate the prospect of conflict by returning to my garden bench, the rain did the rest.

Off to do some dry training now on me Mate’s Wii.