Thursday, its 8 o’clock, I’m up and its muesli (yep good old healthy muesli) for breakfast. I clear the kitchen, take my drugs and settle down for my first meeting of the morning. A meeting mainly about the timing of meetings, they happen now and again, all part of life’s rich tapestry. I go straight from one meeting to the next only this one is fun and is preparing for some delivery of training next week. It was fun, business like and relaxed. I came out of it inspired to upgrade my presentation. A quick fried egg sandwich for lunch, (note the less healthy step in my food intake) and I return to tarting up my presentations. I embed videos and add more pictures so by the end of version 4 I am nearing satisfaction. Time is getting on so its time to get myself into the garage and row for a session. A friend calls me and we chat about a busy world. I row, averagely, no below averagely.

I record my session and then change in to lazing clothes and watch a football match during which I eat tuna pasta. I blow any pretence of healthy eating by indulging in a Mars Bar ice cream.My eldest daughter is picked up by a friend and disappears till the weekend, I continue to watch football punctuating it with coffee and chocolate digestives. By now its obvious that healthy eating is out of the window. I write the blog flat. Its all a bit dull really, the wind is blowing.