R calf a bit sore from cycling yesterday. Might take a day off lest it develop into the nightmare that cost me 2.5 months earlier this year. Did the walk against warming but didn't see blair.
Thought I better get off my lardy arse and do some training. Also, I woke up to the sounds of Mr B. Trewin whispering in my ear. Fortunately he was on the ABC 6am news, rather than in a more proximate physical location, but it was still enough of a shock to get me out of bed and onto the track in a sharpish manner.