Morning troops
6.0 fasting.
Bloods, energy levels, discipline, weight, will to live all heading in the wrong direction and that's only after day 2 in CockneyLand.
No one to blame but myself but plan was work, run, be good. Reality of the situation was work, work, carb load! I'm 20 miles down on run schedule and with countless coffee shops, kebab houses, tescos and sainsburys all within a 3 minute stroll my planned meals are still in the fridge and there is no where left to hide any incriminating evidence!
I don't know if anyone watched Bear Grills - the Island which asked the question can modern man (and later woman) survive on an island without modern comforts. I would like to see the reverse. The Cockneys. Take some sane, healthy, blood sugars controlled, non stressed and polite people from an island and dump them in central london!
BTW - I've patented that.