So we got back from Airlie after being drenched with rain all weekend only to come back with a cold. This effectively blew the door handles off the weeks training and Tuesday and Wednesday just turned into 'survival' days when your head just felt like it was going to explode at any time.
Started to come good around Friday and have been able to get a bit of cycling in over the weekend, although the sessions felt tougher.
With a new job has come the opportunity to meet some new people who cycle so this mornings ride was probably the biggest Moranbah 'group' ride I have ever seen. 6 in total and with a few more I know of out there that ride, we could almost put together a peleton one day.
With extra numbers comes a bit of extra speed with the drafting effect so the 60km's seemed to fly by.
I will let Lisa explain how the diet challenge went, but she died last night sinking her teeth into some Rocky Road.
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