Racing roadkill
Guru
I’ve been out on an 80 ( odd ) mile ride today. I ran into a Sportive, near Salisbury. I couldn’t help but ‘open the taps’. I got about 5 miles from home and hit the biggest bonk I’ve had in years. Full on tunnel vision, rubber legged Armageddon. Fortunately there’s a great craft beer and burger joint, right where I blew out.
That should sort it.
That should sort it.