Why is it you ache more on a Tuesday than a Monday? Seriously... I'm ruined.
Shoulders and quads are sore, bruises on both knees from a freakishly short top tube incident, and now the hatefull come down after a weekend of raging around a hill living the dream.
Ebay tries to pacify my urges to ride my bike but its no good. Coffee is my best friend, and my memories of floaty airs, 2 wheeled drifts and catching fat middleaged IT workers on their 6 inch travel, carbon framed trail centre bikes are now a fading memory.
Damn these dark evenings. At this rate I'll be on the road bike by Thursday.