...where art thou?
The last time I remember having it was going for a run about a week ago, where I went over my ankle and was laughed at by a fishing bloke, a fisherer, fishist, bloke gone fishing. No major damage as I was able to walk it off, but my chest strap seems to have taken the huff and absconded. None the less did a 40 minute turbo session yesterday (I'll upload on twitter in case you're interested).
What else... Tour de France starts on Saturday!!! Woop Woop! I can't remember if everyone's favourite short arse will be there or not.
So... what are you looking forward to in the Tour? And what's your most embarrassing moment whilst doing 'sports'?