Map reference: at home with sick child
Carbs and caffeine: usual trawl through kitchen cupboard
What a difference a day makes. Yesterday blithely congratulating myself on feeling great; today I can barely turn my legs. Yesterday’s ride and a lost night’s sleep have completely taken the zip out of my zing. I have tried, I really have. I sat on the bike for 45 minutes willing my legs to go round as I watched Netflix rubbish, but it was simply awful.
I have also been trying to think of a simple name for your riding partner after a chap yesterday ended up referring to Neil as my colleague (see yesterday’s blog), but the brain is also on strike. I thought I had had some ideas in the night, but this morning over breakfast I realised they were too poor to share. I will get there.
Note to self: Vitamin C… got to be worth a go