I was at the Royal International Air Tattoo at the weekend.  This took place in a little sleepy part of the Cotwolds at Fairford air base which lies between the villages of Kempsford, Whelford and Totterdown.

This was my first time at a major airshow and it was spectacular.  The weather was extraordinarily hot, and being the numty I am I decided sunscreen and hats were not for me. The result, a sunburned head.

I took over 260 photographs and was left with 130 after deleting all those that were out of focus.  The problem was that the camera’s auto focus just wouldn’t work with the fast moving planes so I had to focus manually all the time and hope that my eye sight was OK.  I have posted my favourites from the 130 on FlickR

I treated myself to a couple of beers while watching the go kart grand prix in Ringwood.

The boys also ran, they are little rockets them three.

 

I had a great cycle ride this morning, 16.24 miles on mostly gravel track and some road.  This was the route I was trying to do a couple of weeks ago when I got the puncture. But no puncture this morning, hurrah.

But now to the title of the post. I was cycling along the old railway line and there was another guy on a bike in front of me. There wasn’t room to pass at that point so i pulled in behind him. As we got to the car park I went round him, turned to look at him and said "good morning" No response. Just after that my chain came off which gave him a chance to overtake me.

I caught up with him on a stretch of the railway line where there are two paths running side by side with a small hump and bits of undergrowth in between them. The side of the path we were cycling on was gravelled and reasonably wide whereas the other side is narrower and more uneven.

As I approached him he looked behind and moved over. "On your left" I said as i got nearer just so he was in no doubt that I was coming past. I overtook, it was a little close maybe but not that close. "There is another track" he said once I had gone. I did debate whether to throw back a witty retort but went with a Gallic shrug instead.  For those not sure what a Gallic shrug is, here’s a short video.  

As if to prove my point, here is another weight related post.

The software that I use to track calorie consumption and weight has a graph that shows where your weight is and where you are aiming for.  You will see from this graph that I am no longer obese, I am just overweight now. Well that’s alright then.

It’s official. I’m now a stone lighter than I was 6 months ago. Only another two and a half stone to go and I’ll be where I want to be.

A big reason for the increasing loss is the amount of exercise I’m doing. Did another 9 1/2 mile run yesterday, my last training run before a 10 mile race next Sunday.

I would have been hugely disappointed if I hadn’t lost much, the amount of exercise I’ve been doing.

The chart shows my exercise for the month as plotted on Mapmyrun. That is a total of 18,239 calories, and at 4,000 calories per lb that is 4.5 lbs in exercise alone, without taking into account reducing my cake intake down to Zero.

As it happened the power came back on at 11:30 ish, and woke us up.  But then we couldn’t get the boiler timer to come on and we needed hot water for the morning. So there I was gone 11:30 and crawling about in the loft. I got the boiler back on but by then of course I’m wide awake and struggling to get back to sleep.

Just as i got back to sleep there’s a loud buzzing noise by the side of the bed.  It wasn’t what you were thinking, it was an electric razor that I keep in a box under my bedside table. It had come on of it’s own accord and wouldn’t turn off.  It’s re-chargeable so there were no batteries to take out.  I ended up running downstairs and burying it under some cushions.  Wide awake again.

Back to sleep and then the rain started.  Rain always seems extra loud in our room because of the sloping roof and because it bounces off of the windows. I‘m not sure how long the rain went on but it certainly kept me awake off and on for a large part of what little night was left.

Now, to bring you back to the image, I’m walking round like a Zombie. The site that I found the image on also had a Zombie related Haiku which I though was very good.

I loved my momma.
I eat her with my mouth closed,
how she would want it.

My kids (bless em) used to use my stomach overhang as an indicator of how overweight I was.

Well I have been dieting again and exercising more and i know that the weight is starting to fall off. 

I can also see that the stomach overhang is getting smaller, so I must be losing it.