Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Bloody Rain

and bloody weak willed me. I was all set for the track and then... came the rain in biblical proportions. I failed to steal myself and hopped on the bike instead. In my defense - nope, you got me there, I got no defense. I'm weak and deserve to be punished - on second thoughts. The bike session lasted ninety sweaty minutes in the dry while outside the rain continued to lash down.

Sorry Sean, if you ran, I bottled it. Maybe next week...