Stuffed

Man I am stuffed. In most senses of the word as well. I am pretty shattered tired, it has been a long day. I am also stuffed full to bursting having just eaten a mixing bowl full of pasta. Not a big mixing bowl, but still big enough that it could be worn as a hat if you were so inclined. I would be lying if I said it was the first time it had been employed in this way. Although usually it moonlights as a cereal bowl, it has had the odd call up into the world of pasta in the past.


Tough ride this morning. I actually had a bit of a double (and triple) take when I read it. 'That can't be right' was my initial reaction. Long, fast intervals and several of them. It wasn't easy. Not helped by there being a bit of a light breeze this morning. Not much, but as I have said before, it doesn't need to be. It was just enough that part of each interval was done into a head wind. That hurt. I unfortunately didn't manage to hold my goal speeds, which was a bit frustrating. I have just been through downloaded data from the ride and I got closer to holding my goal speeds that I reaslised, but still I wasn't quite there. On an upside it was the fastest ride I have ever done outside of a race. It was a bit mind boggling really. Pretty tired now though.

Was down to Claremont for the Saturday Swim Smooth session today. It was a bit of an easier session today, which was nice. I am not sure how my body would have coped with the usual Saturday smashfest.

Pretty close to being time to crawl into bed. I think that is about all I have left in me today. Crawl and then collapse.