I woke late today. It wasn't my fault. None of the four alarm clocks (I shit you not) managed to raise me from my slumber. How can I be held responsible for that? I blame the paint fumes from last night.

I went to work and then had to scoot back to Reading over lunchtime for, well, lunch I guess. Actually, I came back in order to pick up my bike. I also made lunch for myself as I'm now trying to be officially back on the wagon. My snack of choice at work today was fizzy water. Lots and lots of fizzy water. I must not allow myself to eat the crap I've been eating. I must exercise.

Returning home after I'd returned to work, I decided to eschew the DIY for an evening and headed over to a friend's house to invite them on a bike ride. Then we rode our bikes. We cycled a few miles - of the order of 10 - stopped at Tesco for a drink (more fizzy water for me) and then that was that.

A good evening, not spoiled by paint fumes. I got sunshine and fresh air. I even had my heart beating and my legs pumping.