Not being a big lunch time muncher I felt stuffed by the time I reached the coffee - it was a nice brew, by the way. I definitely ate too much. On top of that I didn't get home till eight thirty. Too late for a run but with all that pud sloshing around in my tum it was straight to the bat bike - ok, the normal one, I had to give batman his back. One hour later the price of indulgence had been paid.
Martin and I have planned our run for tomorrow. If its frosty we take to the fields. Otherwise we're over the hill.... shut it!