I cycled 24 miles today, and by the time I got back I could barely stand after dismounting from the bike, let alone manage the stairs... I am a sturdy and sanguine city cyclist, unconcerned by heavy traffic (which is often moving more slowly than a bicycle anyhow), but I am *not* a seasoned long-distance rider.
I have put on a syrup and ginger suet pudding to boil, which I feel is what is required to Feed The Inner Man under such circumstances :-p (I have to cycle another twelve miles tomorrow morning...)
However the good news is that I managed to finalise the third verse of my ballad translation during the journey; cycling is hopeless for working on manuscripts but quite good for verse ;-)
I have put on a syrup and ginger suet pudding to boil, which I feel is what is required to Feed The Inner Man under such circumstances :-p (I have to cycle another twelve miles tomorrow morning...)
However the good news is that I managed to finalise the third verse of my ballad translation during the journey; cycling is hopeless for working on manuscripts but quite good for verse ;-)