Bike stuff are always a pick me up.
I recall the anticipation of the first pair of cycling shorts I ever bought (from the back of the comic), I slept on the downstairs chair and woke up at 5am in for the post (even though back then, the post came at around 9.30am) and when my mother got up wondering why I was up so early remined me that it was Sunday.
Morning
We have a bit of sunshine, some rain, some sleet and it’s blowing a gale so I’m hoping todays club run is a non starter. So a some point it will braving the outdoors to walk Bertie before braving the garage for a turbo session.
Take car to mechanic day, which involves waiting around a few hours to collect it as it's a long trip. Home in time to "enjoy" the sudden rain squall and howling wind for 15 minutes. Walk cancelled. Bike ride instead on the trainer.
Morning.
Cold and windy.
Breakfast. Snooze. Coffee.
Sample of my sh!t taken to Docs and dropped in collection bin. Luckily this time I had a pot instead of putting it in an envelope.
Still have really painful strained back. Actually getting sick of Tramadol. Can't function on them anymore.
Call to Truespeed Fibre to arrange 600Mbps package install for end of Jan. Been on list to do for ages. Can now move from FTTC.
First, more coffee then a snooze with heatpack on my back.
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