yesterday I didn't get the bike by the door. Someone else got there first so I had to move further into the room with people between me and the door.
And you know what. I survived.
I don't think I'm really bothered about that anymore but I did stuggle with it last night but then that isn't suprising as it was the last evening before my rest day. I was knackered.
Rest day today and paintballing tomorrow. I'm going to the trafford center today, maybe I should wear my hr monitor to see how many calories I burn off during shopping. Pity I don't have a boyfriend I could answer the age old question. which is better? Shopping or sex?
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