If it ain't raining…
…it ain't training. I did a few laps of Richmond Park on my tri bike this morning and came home soaked to the skin. You've gotta love English weather.
On a completely different tack, I spoke to 150 or so of Whitgift School's sixth form pupils yesterday (I'm not sure what the American equivalent is, but they were around 16 years old). As you'd expect from a top public school (again, for US readers, public actually means private in this instance) the pupils were pretty switched on and my talk elicited a good ten minutes' worth of questions. Two things struck me – firstly, I received a spontaneous round of applause when they heard I'd been on TV (but silence during the bit I talk about finally standing at the North Pole). Secondly, no less than three questions were about how much money I'd made from my expeditions.
The youth of today, eh?!
— Filed under Rumination