Back on the bike today and it was a bit grim, very grim in
fact and wet but the legs are fine which is the main thing.
Doggo’s hunger strike is over and he no longer has to be
force fed, that is until the next time.
L has a friend who is about to start a blog, so L told her
about mine. Well that’s about doubled the readership.
L’s ankle, which she had hoped to break on holiday but didn’t,
which she then announced as ‘great’ after a week in a ski boot and promptly
cancelled her physio appointment has now relapsed a touch after she went out
for a training run. Oh dear. She’s rebooked for tomorrow.
Bizarrely after this morning’s total grimness it’s a really
sunny ride home.
Tonight it’s dogging, if I can get my overweight dog over the
hurdles and then afterwards I meet L in Masons for some more vital body
flushing.
(Wednesday 6th April)
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