Standing here, drenched in sweat and barely able to stand straight. Not a pretty site. Why? For some unkown reason I have been posessed with the urge to row a marathon (42,195m) on my Concept2 Model C rower. The first two hours were fine, but I nearly died over the last 90 minutes. My time? A grueling 3 hours, 18 minutes, 43.9 seconds. Believe me, the 0.9 seconds is important.

Thursday morning: I ache all over – the severe buttock pain from last night has lost its edge, but my legs are ruined, and I feel like I have rowed about 26 miles. Funny that. Good preparation for the cricket season on Saturday. Normally the first 45 overs of wicket keeping is desperately hard, but hopefully the 20,000m a week I am rowing will take the edge off that.