Broken of Brockley

I am broken.  I ran yesterday morning with Ali, who is preparing for a 10k, cycled to work and then cycled to Crossfit this evening.  

I have never done 50 burpees before.  I have also never carried a strange man on my back through Central London.  

The upshot of all of this bonkers activity left me resigned to cycling shamefacedly along the Old Kent Road looking like a hipster i.e. with no hands.

Not because I'm cool.

Because my arms had completely blown.  It's been a while since I felt so clear headed and wobbly...

Lucky the Snout had made dinner and the entertainment had arrived when I got home! Chz, Lloyd!

Lloyd "sexy face" Clark