I've been instructed to take time off rather than train on a cold. Hence the bored blog update on a Tuesday morning while my head is in the gym doing lengths and weights. Tuesdays are my heaviest days though, and I'm tired at the end of them even when I haven't got a cold. So it's wise to err on the side of caution. Wise and boring.

In a minute I'm going to drag myself off to the supermarket, because if there's one thing that can alleviate the boredom of not training, it's doing the weekly grocery shop. I can already see that I'm going to have to go via the shoe shop to see if I can find a pair of black boots (the same pair I've been looking for for two winters in a row). Did you hear that? Winter. Just around the corner already. Can you believe it?

Miles cycled to nursery today on his pedals. Of course he needed the full width of the pavement to accommodate his wiggling, but I remember Jody doing the same thing. It'll pass. He's very proud of his achievement and for now it's an easy way to curtail the shyness at nursery in the morning; "Go and tell so-and-so how you got to school this morning Miles."

There's nothing for it but to start on the epic eBay trail again. We have a whole corner of random stuff in the spare bedroom which is saleable to a greater or lesser extent. Not including a similar amount in the loft. Maybe if I look at it as the money for my new black boots, it'll be motivation. For now it's just a mountainous pile of mess to wade through. Lovely.

Must go and make myself hot lemon and honey. Grrr.