Well... I've decided enough is enough... time to shift the fat. So I woke up to my 6am alarm.
It took me a minute to even remember what day it was, and then I realised I was supposed to be getting my ass out of bed to ride into work. It was quite hard getting out of bed, out from under my nice warm quilt and into the cold morning air, but once I was on the road it felt quite good. But coming back was hard going... that huge hill at Coleshill. Feel sick??? Moi???
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