I was out late last night.  Or early this morning, depending on how you look at it.  And I was not treating my body as a temple.  Well, other than in the respect that I was making liquid offerings to it…  So this morning’s alarm clock was even less welcome than usual.  However, having made plans to go cycling with GB and hating to let people down, I got vertical and got on with it.  I had time for a proper breakfast and some essential caffeine, and also to let my head catch up with my body.  The thought of heading up the Gorge, as was the plan, was not filling me with joy, but a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do.

So when I met GB in the Square at 10:00am and he admitted to being less than full of energy, and thus quite receptive to the thought that going up the Gorge wasn’t obligatory…well, I was quite relieved 🙂  But you know, I’d meant to, so it’s still kinda impressive to get up after a night like that with the intention to do so.  Good intentions and all that.  Almost as good as actually doing it, I’m sure you’ll agree.  *grin*

Instead we had a glorious ride over to Glastonbury for tea outside Heaphy’s Cafe, where we weren’t the first cyclists there nor likely to be the last, and then even more lovely riding in an ever-expanding loop around the Levels on the way back.  It was warm, it was sunny, it was not windy, it was not busy.  Presumably everyone is at home making the most of the weather.  Or stuck on a road trying to get to a beach/buy charcoal/etc.  As long as they’re not on my roads I’m happy.  There was one eejot in a white van…but then isn’t there always?  GB, who has been quite restrained of late, did let vent to something choice as he went past…

The weird thing is that I should have been feeling terrible.  Well, suffering a bit a least.  Mind you, I know of no better cure for the morning after the night before.  But there should have been some effect…  Presumably a version of the effect that prevented SH from joining us as planned.  Yes – I led him astray last night too.  Sometimes there is no rhyme nor reason, nor justice *grin*.

Cycling time: 2:08:59
Distance: 36.05 miles
Avs: 16.7 mph
ODO: 4351 miles

We were but two, no Boy Wonder pulling us along.  We were chatting for quite  lot of the time.  And yet we were fast!  That’s two days in a row! OK, so it was flat, but still…  It was one of those days when, as long as there was no gradient, I could have cycled all day.  Just flying along, sun on my back, wind in my hair… 🙂  It would have been such a shame to waste this weather, and I’d only have ended up in the gym otherwise (where the air-conditioning is broken) so I’m very glad I got out of bed this morning.  I now feel great, and virtuous (as if!), my head is clear, my bike is clean, and all feels well with the world 🙂

Now, a siesta would be ok, yes?