Sunday and I will keep this simple as it is the preparation day before my 28 day jab tomorrow so my priorities are to train hard and long, rest and be organised so I can cruise for the next two or three days as I work through the injection side effects. So I take my vitals, which were good, and I get up and get into my training gear.

I have a brief toast breakfast and take my morning meds and then I head for the garage and the rowing machine. I strap in and set myself up for 60 minutes. I choose to listen to two episodes of Mark Steels in Town. Once I started I just ground away at a steady pace, trying to push myself a bit. At the end of the hour I am surprised to find I had gone 11k+ and had burnt 700+ calories, my best hour yet since I started training again.

After the session I record it and then rest for a while before getting my washing in. I watch a rugby match and go for a walk with my partner to the village to pick up a paper and some goodies. I go back to resting, watching rugby and football until its time to eat in the evening. It all sounds very lethargic but somewhere in me is a poem fermenting called “People Soup” an extension of my thoughts about “Seminal moments” in life, but at the moment I cannot grasp it enough and neither will it just flow from me. Along the way I gather up my washing and get organised for tomorrow. The evening is spent with my partner watching TV until I take my night meds augmented by paracetamol in preparation for the side effects of tomorrows jab. I draft the blog. I focus and prepare.