Remember yesterday when I said all things being equal I'd crack the 100 miles this week. Well...
What happened was this, as you know I punctured my rear tyre on the way in yesterday, on the way home about a mile out I was belting (relative term, this is me after all) around the final island which is at the bottom of the last downhill stretch when "BANG!!!" a total rear tyre blow out, tube and tyre shredded, luckily I didn't come off and managed to stay upright. So walk home it was.
I was due to coach the Bees Advanced Player Development Group last night so I didn't have the chance to fix the wheel, anyway I needed to get a new tyre. I only have semi slicks and off road MTB tyres hanging up in the garage.
On the way to Solihull I passed a Halfords store so I thought it was a good opportunity to kill 2 birds with 1 stone and save a trip out on Sunday to get a new tyre. A bad mistake. I am now full of lustful thoughts and yearnings I know I will not be able to fulfil. I got my new tyre, but on display was the Boardman Pro Carbon Road Bike . A thing of stunning beauty dripping with jewellery that just craved to be mine! I want it! No! I need it!
But, as with the School Babe you know that she is out of your league and you have absolutely no chance with her and you're reduced to worshipping her from afar. Now where's my credit card?
Onto matters blogging. Just so you don't think I've been abducted by aliens or crushed under the Number 62 bus I punched last week in a revenge attack on me, I won't be posting anything over the weekend. I'm off to my folks in Wales for a late Christmas and they haven't got the interweb thingy. And I'm pretty sure Tywyn doesn't have an internet Cafe.
So, have a crushingly good weekend and see you all bright eyed and bushy tailed on Monday!
Oh nearly forgot, 3Ibs lost this week and under 19 stones for the first time since God knows when!