G & I were supposed to be running the Littlehampton 10k today; the race that I originally thought would be the first one I'd do after the marathon.

I don't know what happened really, it just crept up on us and then on holiday I said: you do realize this race is in two weeks, don't you...? Neither of us felt ready for it or that we'd trained enough, but the truth is we both could easily have done it, especially G who is just getting faster and faster and faster. (I would never have been able to do it in the time I wanted). Also, because the next (and far more conveniently located) race is only two weeks away it didn't seem such a big deal. But still slightly disappointing, although, when I saw the weather this morning - gale force winds, rain, black clouds - I didn't mind too much.

I was going to have a total day off today but ... I don't feel like I should be having days off at the moment. I don't really feel the need for them. Plus I have loads of work things coming up in the next few weeks which mean I'm going to be forced to take days off when I don't want to.

15 x mins crosstrainer
10 x mins step machine
15 x mins bike (zzzzzz.... boring)
10 x mins cardiowave
15 x mins run
10 x mins powerplate