Obey

After being thwarted by work yesterday I was desperate to get my priorities right today.

So, I was on top of Redstone Rig by 8.30am. And home in time for a quick shower and a conference call.

I emerged reasonably responsibility free from the call. So, I slipped back into my sweaty lycra and headed back out to the borders.

I had no choice. I had to obey the subliminal messages.

I probably had a choice as to how many pints of Menebrea I chose to refuel with but I decided to override that.