My CLS experience was slightly different to Simons. I managed to do a lot of relaxing, a bit of cycling, some swimming and, reluctantly, one run. No injuries.
The holiday confirmed a few things that I already knew: I hate running, I hate headwinds, and swimming in temperatures of less than bath-water is no fun either. So I am hoping for a windless day come next September else it will be a fairly miserable experience all round!
Simon continued to maintain that 19 degree water was 'not cold enough', which may be true but I didn't actually see him get his knackers wet. All I knew was that it was cold enough to knock the air out of your lungs, but it was possible to get it back.
I also managed to do some longer swims and when combined with a 'training session' with Si we also managed to get a top-up to our tan, put the world to rights and convince Si that single-speed/fixed riding is the way forward.
On my return I have continued with the single-speeding incorporating both a 2-hour session in the freezing rain (chronically under-dressed) and a courrier-style document drop (complete with retro hat and shoulder bag). I love riding, me.
I am also convinced that 75inch gear is slightly too big for where I live so a 48T chainring has suddenly appeared on the Christmas list.
Running, I am promising myself, is starting again the New Year.
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