Not a great photo but it documents Sunday. A few years ago I went to watch loads of friends run the Swindon Half Marathon. The next year I heard that they had cycle marshals that patrol the route between static… Continue Reading →
As I stopped my left calf cramped up again. It’s not as bad as last time, but I suspect that the reason is the same.
“Just bobbing up and down and not really going anywhere”
Wednesday was fine. Sunny if cool. I’m just about over my cold and have been back on the bike. It was a date with destiny.