I have now come to the end of my season and admittedly I am at a bit of a loss. 8 weeks on the road - from Switzerland to London to Japan and home to Ireland.

At the weekend I took part in the Dublin City Triathlon in the Phoenix Park - the same location where Mr Armstrong graced the capitals residents with an impromptu bike ride last week. As is now the norm in Ireland the race had been sold out for months, the organisation impeccable and the enthusiasm abundant - the organisers even had an agreement with the rain to hold off until after the prize giving.

I always love to come home to Ireland to race and it was great to win in Dublin but now I have gone from travelling, training and racing to sleeping, eating and watching TV. I have a serious craving for junk food too as my body and mind rebels. I have only had 2 days of no exercise but its seems much much longer.

So my plans are to 'plan things'.

I'm thinking about a holiday but I am also thinking about winter training. I am thinking about some shopping but I am also thinking about cleaning my bike. I am thinking about the cinema but also thinking about if the World Mountain Bike Champs or World Triathlon Series will be on TV. I am thinking about a short swim but also ice cream. I am thinking about travelling to catch up with friends but also going back to bed. I am hoping the drug testers don't come for a third time in 3 days at am as I hoping for a sleep in. I am thinking about painting and odd jobs in my house but I wish someone would just do it for me !

In the end ill probably continue to do what I have been doing for the last few days . . . procrastinate