How would you like your eggs in the morning?

Inspirational Kurt has started organising additional training sessions for those of us who are pretty much out of their depth at this triathlon lark, and that's before even getting into the water.  To be honest, I wasn't particularly interested in joining these extra sessions, because I'd still be the slowest by far, and basically if I wanted to come last all the time I wouldn't have left any of my husbands.

But Kurt is clever.  He knows that he can get me to agree to almost anything if it involves food, and that's why he always holds out chocolate at the finish line whenever I'm racing.

However, according to the latest "research", curly wurlies are not part of a balanced diet, even if you eat them for breakfast, lunch and dinner.  I'll take that with a pinch of salt.  Although to be honest, I find that the salt doesn't really improve the flavour.

But Kurt had another trick up his sleeve - apparently he does a pretty mean fry-up.  And when I say mean I'm not talking average.  He promised the full works for anyone who got out of bed at stupid o'clock, cycled to Worthing & back (26 miles), ran to parkrun, sprinted round parkrun, and ran back to his place.

I took the car.  I got a poached egg for breakfast.