Ace. I am completely knackered, have all sorts for random bruising, a weird pain thing going on with my left leg (a mixture of an old knee injury and feeling like I've twisted my ankle) but I live and am ready to rock. Nearly. Like all sweaty holidays I have a mountain of washing to do, and whilst the food was lovely it was sorely lacking in a decent sponge. Am arranging photies, and have to e-mail the folk in my lessons.
On the cycling front I'm back at the gym tomorrow. Not really sure how my week off the training will fair. I know I worked hard (there is a particularly 'choice' picture of me having sweated through my thermals) and the change may have been as good as a rest.