Like a terrible, shambling drunk, I woke up blinking in the cold light of the morning and realised I may have done something terrible; something unforgiveable. With a nasty sinking feeling, I fired up the laptop and there it was - or should I say there I was.
I wouldn't mind so much, but I hadn't touched a damn drop - I'm in training, you know.
I'm not sure I know how to face you after that, but I thought that the long journey towards pushing those photos off the page starts with the first post.
And just when I needed another long and rambling post, now I discover brevity.
.... only joking of course. I've got no regrets. I'd do it all again tomorrow, I tell you!
You should probably consider that a threat.
My A to Z of cycling
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