..it was a curious reference that my mum would often make when referring to the boredom of being indoors. Today I could see where she was coming from. Today was a gym day and it certainly felt different from the freshness of the outdoors of late.

In this battle to get my groove back it took me what seemed like an age to get me out of the snug safety of the gym. Now its hard to keep me in. Definately, definately, no logic to human behaviour - no prizes for what I was listening to today.

I did an hours work and took a cursory glance around at the usual Saturday bunch. The women who gossed by the bikes. Perlease..But my eyes rested on the man who looked like he had a large degree of muscle wastage in one arm. His dogged determination and tenacity on the machines made me feel inadequate. I held the picture of him in mind and thought about what wonders tomorrows long run would bring.