Three times today I could have been separated from my cycle at speed and would no doubt now be in hospital.

1. I appear to be a silent assasin . . it's normal practice to look when you cross the road isn't it. I mean I actually look both ways when I cross the road because I can't trust my ears to hear traffic. It seems the general public assume no engine sounds means it's safe to cross.

*cue screeeeching cycle brakes* . . "oh sorry, I didn't see you" he said . . no that's cos you didn't look you muppet. *mutters, moan, bluddy pedestrians* . . was a great start to the day. Should have pelted him with a lemon !

2. Cycling home lunchtime I noticed my foot was being pulled into the pedal and realised my shoelace was tangled around the pedal and was now in the chain. Could have come to a shuddering and violent halt but I then spent a hilarious couple of minutes trying to untangle the foot without being able to get off the bike and I refused to take my foot out of the shoe.

3. There are three places on route that have driveways that go on to the road . . man in a white van came out at several mph and I pulled off the most dramatic and stylish stop yet, skidding skillfully sideways to a standstill rather than flying over the bonnet and landing on my bonce.

I'm starting to think I ought to wear my cycle helmet on the cycle paths . . or stick to the road altogether !!

As for today . . it's been long, I feel really crap at the moment, I've lost all sense of purpose which I'll explain another time. I'm a as the sex pistols said "pretty vacant" . . my head is empty and spacious ! Oi what you mean no change there then !

I also think I need to not eat for a couple of days, when I say not eat, I mean lardy items. Although in saying that I made a lovely cheese and bacon, piri piri sprinkled toasted sandwich this evening. One of many I'm sure in the coming months. George Foreman making his first appearance in 2008.

Damn I just realised I haven't cleaned it . . anyone want to help wash up.

No . . I didn't think so . . .