Showing posts with label pain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pain. Show all posts

Sunday, 10 October 2010

8th October 2010

After battling across town in the rush hour on the tube and train, I finally made it to Watford Junction and breathed a sigh of relief that I don't have to make this journey every day!

Sunday, 4 July 2010

4th July 2010

This is my bike all set up ready for me to leap on this morning after the swim leg of the Canterbury Sprint Tri.  The swim went really well and I knocked about a minute off my PB for a 400m swim, however I was less pleased with my cycle and run efforts.  I was going okay on the bike until I spotted a junction too late so was going too fast and tumbled into the hedge at the side of the road, and then on the run I just felt slow and a bit stiff after my fall on the bike.  My final time was 1h 28min, which was within my target of 1h 30min so all in all it wasn't a bad morning, especially as we got donuts at the end!

Tuesday, 29 June 2010

28th June 2010

Today I went to Wimbledon with my Mum, where we enjoyed smoked salmon sandwiches, champagne, strawberries and cream and Pimms. Oh yes, and some exciting tennis matches, including Andy Murray beating Sam Querrey in straight sets.  How nice, after the pain of watching England's pitiful 4-1 loss against Germany in the football World Cup, to see a British sportsman actually winning without causing their supporters immense discomfort in the process.  There was a temporary blip at the end of the first set but fortunately after that Andy got his act together and we were spared the agony of a long-drawn out match wondering whether or not he would keep a nation's dreams of having a British champ at Wimbledon alive.

Sunday, 20 June 2010

20th June 2010


These are my father-in-law's shoes and these are the reason that we cycled 26 miles there and back to the other side of Croydon this afternoon.  You see the thing is he left them behind after we were all visiting my parents in Weymouth the other weekend and because we left later we got to bring them back up to London, then somewhere along the line I had a bright idea that we could return them by bike... Me and my bright ideas, my elephant-hunting weary legs are even more weary and now my posterior hurts as well!