I think I'm getting a cold - or a chesty cough thing. Crap nights sleep, up at just gone 4. Didn't go out on the bike but was very tempted - sat and started to reed French revolutions – written by a bloke who rode the Tour de France route. So far I’m impressed with the book – no doubt more entertaining than my ramblings. Ride to work as good, had to go via Dukenfield golf club, Quarry Rise and then up on to Salisbury Drive felt really good, certainly didn’t break sweat, didn’t really get to the heavy breathing stage either  Legs are starting to feel like my own again. Still don’t know if the early week aches were due to the big week last week, the hills of Sunday or simply because I have almost stopped. Still I should come back on Monday, keen, enthusiastic and with miles in my legs, I am hoping to get 450 miles in next week. (The hair has been cut – I decided against the undercut, or the perm, or the Mohican, I went for the trim - she didn’t take a load off – but I feel bald!)