I used to be indecisive but now I'm just not sure

One of my main failings is my indecision. Think I drove Chris mad yesterday. First I was cycling home from work; then I wasn't. Then I was going to tri club; then I wasn't. Then I was going cycling outside; then I wasn't. That is sometimes the trouble with triathlon. Spoilt for choice.

But what resonated was when he looked up at the ceiling, tutted and said "well, what does the plan say?". He was right, of course, and the plan said that Wednesday was a brick. So, in the end, knowing that the light would fail on the roads, I went to RPM followed by the treadmill at the gym.

I always work that much harder at RPM than I do on the turbo - maybe it's the lure of the flashing lights and the hardcore tracks. Was a good session apart from the gaggle of girls who turned up on their first time and did nothing but talk and laugh throughout the whole session. Don't get me wrong, I get a buzz from anyone taking up exercise but there is nothing about a proper spin class that makes you want to talk, let alone laugh. Very annoying. Still, I was pushing myself so hard that in the end I drowned out their chatter.

During my treadmill session afterwards, the indecision crept back in again. I knew I had a swim and a bike to do in the next 24 hours and I also knew that the masseur is coming tonight which would make both hard to fit in. But, I was also torn that Chris was probably sitting at home starving waiting for me to come home with food. In the end, the realisation that if I didn't do it then, I'd be back there at 6.30am doing it, made the decision for me. Was a good swim and only short as this is supposed to be a race week but felt really odd after the brick - all the wrong way round.

Poor Chris - he was practically emaciated by the time I got home : )