Poor Frozen Feeties

Firstly, it is very cold today. And I had a rather crappy bike ride, although it was nice to be on my road bike for the first time in a good few weeks.
It took me 1 hour 41 mins to do just over 21 miles. I picked a hilly route, and there was a cold wind that really scuppered a couple of my downhills. I pumped up my tyres before I left and could hear a hissing noise coming from the valve of the front one when I did it up again. My pump is rubbish and has to be jammed on there very hard to work, so I'm wondering if I've damaged the valve.
Anyhoo, I thought I'd just keep an eye on it and turn back if it started to go down, but it seemed ok. However, when I got home, I discovered it had gone from 100 to 30, which I'm sure didn't help with how hard going it was. I will have to get a new tube and new pump, I think. It was snowing lightly, and unlike when rain falls on my bike glasses, leaving me peering though the drops, snowflakes just sit there, and blind me. I was regularly wiping them for a while, but in the end I just took the glasses off and let them hit my eyes.

I will also have to get some decent socks. My feet were frozen and numb. I laid on my living room floor when I got home so I could put my feet on the radiator.
My daughter stood over me.
'I know you're probably tired, but what's that film called?'
'What film?'
'The one with Bruce Willis in.'
*groan* 'Bruce Willis is in most films'
'It's really weird. Something about a photograph.'
'Patience...running...out...'
'And Brad Pitt'
'Twelve Monkeys. Now. Leave. Me. Alone.'

I think I deserve an award for that as I can't have seen that film in the last decade, and my brain isn't usually at it's sharpest when I get home from a run or ride.

I'm trying not to get too excited about Edinburgh until the place has actually been transferred to me. When I get that confirmation that it's mine then I'll do lots of dancing about.

Although the toll of marathon training has started me thinking about my bones. There's a piece on eating disorders in this month's triathlon magazine, and a cautionary tale of a girl who tried to lose too much weight and ended up with stress fractures that permanently ended her career. They are a common enough thing, but something I'd like to avoid, especially as my diet is restrictive. I was also reading about Gwyneth Paltrow and her osteopenia, so have decided to get a supplement. I already take magnesium and eat apples for the boron, but will get a calcium and vitamin D tablet too. I'll probably only take it every other day, but I think it would be a good idea to keep myself topped up.Plus, low vitamin D levels have been linked with prostate cancer. I'm not at hugh risk of that, but still, if I had a prostate I'd want it to be healthy.