Coming back to the UK after two weeks in the med reminded me why La Grande Motte is such a good place to train. Getting on the water for all of the nine days I’d planned would be a big ask in the English channel in November, plus there’s the cold to shorten the amount of hours that can be done in one hit. That said it is nice to be back in Cowes this week spending some quality time with boat 77, my steed for the season. She has a long list of repairs and upgrades to get her ready to race next season and getting ahead on the jobs now will mean less to do once things get busy.
The only only thing holding me back today are two very very sore legs. Running just over 35 miles up and down some muddy hills in a time of 7:45 on Saturday has taken its toll. I’m currently hobbling around in agony, relying on pain killers and hand rails to get anywhere. All jobs that involve climbing the rig, or a ladder, have been delayed until further notice.