Passing Place

Two clients decided to pay me this morning. And the rest of the week is full of meetings. And the sun was shining. All good reasons to jump on the bike. 48 miles was more than I planned and 3,400 ft of climbing was just plain stupid. There were two screams of "yeeehaah" though as I came down past Whiteadder Reservoir and one enforced stop (which provided a blip) when the chain decided it needed a rest and dropped off. I'll be asleep by 8pm tonight I reckon.