eeeek!

I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I have such a huge to-do list permanently at the moment, and as soon as 'update blog' gets a little nearer the top 10 more pressing items get themselves added on.

I just thought Id let you all know that this weekend (that'd be tomorrow!) is our training weekend. We are doing 40 miles each day, through the Cotswold's. I am told via a reliable source that Fern Britton did this last weekend and was followed by a film crew - and will be shown on Mondays edition on 'This Morning'.

It is fair to say that I am panicking slightly, having not done more than 22 miles or so in one stretch, and then my fingers went blues and my hands went numb (I now have gloves - all be it rather poorly fitting ones...). Caz is panicking about the hills having only really done flat, Alison has bought enough energy gels,sweets, powders, drinks etc to last the four of us a month as her way of coping, Maggie (remember her? We met at the car boot sale) I practically had to blackmail into coming along at all, and I am just quaking, and trying to pretend it really wasn't my idea any of us did this in the first place.

The upshot is, that come Monday we will either be REALLY panicking, or wonderfully reassured. We will probably have some trouble walking or sitting too - but that's another story...

decisions decisions.....

I will some time soon get around to writing about latest exploits on thing. In the meantime I am trying to make a decision: do I get a trailgater or a tag along? My theory being that Sam can then help up the hills! Any one know which is best?

Answers on a postcode please!