A quicky this morning, first up a huge well done to the young Peckover who will by the time I have posted this done 214 miles this week on pedal power alone. I only manage about 200 miles in the month. I said it last night and ‘ll say it again here:
You’re not right in yer fecking head 🙂
So still without any motorised transport I went local with the Chip Shop Challenge Crew and was knackered before we even started. In the end Amy on very tired legs (see previous paragraph) and me who had absolutely zero in the tank for no discernible reason left boy wonder and Pete to shoot off for an extended loop.
Coming to the summit of TFI, with a very tired Fat Lad perched upon the top of his bicycle I’d wondered why I’d bothered to even get the damn thing out of the bat cave this evening. Laid out in front of me a breathtakingly low cream moon, hovering brilliant over the shimmering late summer heat of my home city, sodium and office lights twinkling like terrestrial trapped stars in the twilight I realised why.
Finally, I’m on Facebook and if any of you are too that would like to add me search for Alan Shaw, Leeds.
Fat Lad