Wheels and meals

Weather was better yesterday, so I went for a long bike ride. And I mean LONG. By the time I got home I felt like Paula Radcliffe after a marathon (which is apt, as I’d stopped to have a poo in the hedge on the way round.)
Last night I ate non-stop for two hours then went to bed at 10. I slept right through til 8am when my alarm went off and I had to face a day at work. It took me 20minutes to get downstairs. My thighs felt like someone had poured concrete into them.
It was worth it though. Everything looked gorgeous yesterday and my bike sailed along like a swallow on the breeze.

Working all day today was horrible, but thankfully I was distracted by the pain and stiffness in my legs.

Philippa and I reached an agreement about tomorrow. She got to plan what we do all day, but I get to choose where we stop for tea. Relationships are all about compromise I suppose…

RC 23-7-11