After what promised to be a mini invasion of Hastings for the half marathon, the Septathlon team is dropping like flies. I’ve pulled my back out, Armgard has knee trouble, Dave’s got to work (and says he hasn’t been training) and Jo emailed today to say she’d gone down with a bad cold. So, all our expectations rest on your shoulders then Em…

Never mind. What I’ve lost in miles, I’ve made up for in biscuit consumption. There’s always the Derby 10k and I did, at least, get my London to Brighton bike ride application off today and signed up for July’s BUPA London 10K yesterday. Not that I’ll end up doing any of them - it just makes me feel like an athlete to sign up.