After a breakfast of poached eggs on toast, Iâ€™d jump on my bike â€“ this time for a leisurely ride. We live in Wilmslow, which means I can cycle around Cheshireâ€™s pretty lanes or get to the countryside in five minutes. On a cold, crisp winter morning, when the sunâ€™s out, thereâ€™s nothing nicer. For lunch Iâ€™d go to the Bullâ€™s Head in Mobberley with my team-mate Ross Edgar and his girlfriend, Kelly. I donâ€™t really have a social life, so going to the pub makes me feel, for a while, like I do! On Sundays, two brilliant old guys play chilled-out jazz. Itâ€™s very cosy.
After a big roast, Iâ€™d go home and pick up my two Dobermans, Stella and Mr Jonty, who has such an aristocratic air about him that we just had to make him a â€œMrâ€. I love spending quality time walking them and teaching them tricks.
Back home Iâ€™d spend a few hours on one of my creative hobbies. Iâ€™ve painted a couple of canvasses recently and I love dressmaking. I have a cupboard full of fabric and lots of great intentions, but I never seem to finish anything as I never get enough time to myself!
The rest of the evening, I must admit, would be spent with my feet up. I try to recuperate as much as possible on a Sunday because on Monday the brutal routine starts againâ€¦