Stop it - come on, we haven't had any hard core innuendo for ages.
So did I get out for the hill reps? Maybe it was the hour run? Nope, after a long one at work - a ten hourer - is that even a word? I didn't make it for a proper session at all and ended up with just a quick twenty minutes round the block, dodging the gangs of marauding youth's stuck in pitch battles with their rivals in a bloody and painful turf war - no, hang on, that was a film. Oh, yes baby, the madness has returned.
Still, I will definitely make tomorrow's session - on the grass, because we've been kicked off the track for the night. Then Thursday's going to be a struggle to fit something in - well, a struggle to fit training in that is - ouch, I'm bad.
Thought for the day: Life is good.