My Saturday afternoon.

This morning the postman brought confirmation of my involvement in the 2011 Breast Cancer Moonwalk. June 11th will see me walking 26.2 miles wearing a bra. At least I'll be surrounded by lots of women doing likewise - should take my mind off my discomfort!

After contemplating this I could feel my testosterone levels falling to a dangerously low level, so I got in touch with my pal who immediately brought round his chainsaw, and we spent an hour or so sawing and splitting.

Back to feeling comfortably masculine.

Training session tomorrow morning, so sensible wine intake tonight.