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Now that there's only a week left of June and I've only covered 165 of my arbitrarily chosen 300 miles of cycling for the month, I've started panicking a little even though there are no consequences at all of not meeting this only-in-my-own-stupid-head "target". Still, it was a nice day for it and I'd gone to bed at a sensible hour last night so was happy to get up and do it.

A rather grand day at work too with news of large new work requiring a very pleasant change to an already good year-end forecast so that it looks suitably great. I guess that means the target will get revised upwards.

The bridge was looking pretty spectacular in the evening sun. So much so that colour seemed appropriate.