19th July. Olympic Treaclethon.

Last year the theory was that a week in the Swiss alps wasn't enough unless the weather was great all the time, otherwise it can just end up as a very expensive way to eat out in an Alpine Hut.

It's interesting that returning to the same valley to the same village to the same chalet and to the same mattress on the same bed looking up at the same ceiling I'll think - well that was another year did I acheive anything? Did I want to acheive anything?

It must be fascinating to be one of the elite who cut a single-minded swathe through the chaos of everyday life rather than those that are swimming lengths in a 50 metre pool filled with molasses.

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