Globalti
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Sometimes on the mid-week summer evening hooligan ride my buddy and I will stop for a refreshing pint of bitter (non of this Euro-fizz nonsense) at one of the village pubs on our route, usually one that's about 3 miles before the end. It's always a pleasure to sit quietly and enjoy a drink and a yarn but there are downsides - last night I was a little over-dressed so I was sweaty and I got badly chilled, my legs cooled down and felt like lead when we re-started and worst of all, the beer sloshes around inside the stomach and you get reflux. I have to keep some Rennies handy for that when I finish. There's no way around this - sometimes on a warm sunny evening after the stresses of work, a beer stop is too much of a relaxing pleasure to miss, yet you always pay for it.
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