Saturday and it starts with a coffee in bed and the making of a plan for the day. Its a simple plan, gym, rugby, collapse for the evening. So its up and a brief toast breakfast before changing into my training kit, clothes in the gym bag and my partner and I are on our way.

The gym is not very busy and I am soon on a cross trainer listening to a random selection on the i-pod. I work away taking a drink every 20 minutes from my water bottle. Although a a bit of a grind the time seems to go quite quickly, perhaps I am getting fitter. I burn 712 calories and go 7.9 kilometres, an average session. After a coffee and bacon brioche my partner and I go to the supermarket to buy fish and then home.

What follows is international rugby and an evening of Young Wallander. Its all I have energy for. Tomorrow sees me taking my pre injection paracetamol. I plan a day of rest.