Wednesday sufferfest

With a small s. Want to make me really suffer? Just stop me training and interfere with my diet.

Out of bed, shower, dress, 2 mouthfuls of all-bran with Chris Hoy looking annoyingly fit and healthy grinning at me from the cereal box. Train into London delayed. Tube packed. Just make train to Manchester and eat cheese and pickle sandwich while working away on laptop. Go down to tram and wait for 30 minutes in cold; decide to get taxi but taxi rank busy so go back to tram. Tram packed and slow due to technical problem. Now late for meeting. Get to meeting, just time to grab black coffee. 3 hour meeting. Back on tram. Slow - emergency brakes keep coming on due to technical problem. Just make train back to Euston. Buy huge Snickers bar (500 calories) and eat it whilst gawping out of the window due to laptop battery flat and forgot power cable. See 'Etap Hotel' in Manchester from window - makes me smile at last. Back in London. Tube so packed solid I can barely breathe. Miss train so wait around for next one. Get to home station and then walk home in heavy snow shower. Get home feeling depressed and eat huge meal with wine and a very fattening pudding. Eat crisps and Jaffa Cakes. Go to bed.

And I'm going to cycle a stage of the TdF? I'll have to do better than this.