No, not pounds Sterling. Unfortunately.
Another wedding weekend, meaning 3 days of *ahem* "binge" drinking and eating. This is closely followed by another few mornings carefully positioning myself on the scales to try and elicit a weighty white lie from them, thus reducing the annoyance factor. Curse German precision manufacturing.
It always takes until Wednesday to recover, weight wise.
Another 4 days of festivities are fast approaching. My favourite drinking buddy arrives on Friday for a long weekend of low and high brow Fringe Events followed by an "all you can eat" BBQ.
All these days off, whilst very enjoyable, and actually beneficial towards the recovery of my knee, are not really helping my training for the "Big Ben Nevis Triathlon". In fact, my trainer's face turned paper white when I told her of the impending workload. That was before I even informed her of my temporarily handicapped knee. You can imagine what she thinks of my own mental state.
The conversation went something like this. "You need to train me for a mammoth swimming, cycling and running event in 4 and a half weeks. Oh, and I can't use my knees."
"You are a *** ... expletive removed ... *** idiot."
Well, at least the swimming should be OK.
Current weight is 13 stones 2 pounds (184 pounds / 83.5 kg).
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