God is an Ironman..

...apparently. That's what Chris said today anyway on account of the luck I've had with weather this weekend.

Had a good weekend training. Saturday did 3k in the pool - 171 lengths at our pool(!!) which was fine although Aqua aerobics was on and the bit where they ran round in circles quite literally made it like I was swimming against a current!

Then when Chris got back from personal training and D went to sleep, I got out on the bike. Beautiful, sunny day although a bit nippy on the feet. Struggled for the first hour due to the hills but then seemed to get better as I went on. Did 36.5 miles.

Today, we planned to take Dora to the park as she was desperately in need of air and open space. When we got in the car, it was absolutely tipping down and none of us were particularly in the mood. Had a snack in the cafe and, as if a magic wand had been waved, when we came out the sun was out. I ran while Dora and Chris played in the puddles and looked at all the ducks.


Even though I had a moment during the ride yesterday when I just still could not get my head around how I am going to survive the bike, I have finished this week feeling good. It was also lovely to turn training into a family outing and we both agreed that if it wasn't for training, we probably would have taken the lazy, sitting around option.