It was a big weekend last weekend and it’s a long time since I’ve been that tired. I therefore freely allowed myself two rest days off the bike. Monday and Tuesday.
It’s Wednesday today.
I thought about riding this morning and going long down to Two Bays. I slept like crap, rolled over when the alarm went off and went back to sleep.
I thought about going to Fatties tonight. I got tied up at work late but probably could have made it. But it was raining, it’s cold, it’s dark and my warm house is just far too comfortable.
OK – three rest days then, the last not so freely allowed. I have that riders guilt going on.