Running man

So there was no cycling last weekend, just a damn long run.

I took a rest day last Saturday (March 6) and used the time to go to an all-you-can-eat Italian for lunch with Helen. Four plates of pizza, pasta, salad and meatballs seemed to make up for several weeks of under-eating. And it stood me in good stead for Sunday too. I took eight minutes off my personal best for the half marathon with a time of 1hr 37m.

After a week of not drinking I fell off the wagon with a good showing at the pub later that afternoon. Seven pints on a Sunday evening - hardcore. I think most of the drinking was through relief at not having to run again for a few months.