So after reminding myself of 2 things last night (I really like pizza that someone else makes, and secondly I really cannot eat it anymore...) I headed out into the northerly gale on the bike. Meeting Bellie was the plan, and the motivation required, and given the state of my digestive system, it was necessary to have some good motivation! He squeaked it out to make it there, something about a few hours sleep each night and a new child, and we then happily rolled down with out little escort as usual.

Dan Braunstiens was there this morning too, looking lean as ever after an Asian road tour stint, so it was good to catch up with him, and he went off up the road a little while later. Going up the road, not an option today, Bellie and I played the elastic game down the back in struggle town, which actually felt quite safe this week with the crap weather keeping the dickhead count down...

Over and done with nice early, just how I like it. Lesson reinforced today- no matter how much beer, I still can't eat bought pizza.... Damnit! It just tastes so good...

Off to the Gut Full Marathon tomorrow to take some snaps and the like, who am I going to see out there??