When the going gets tough...

... the tough get going... by cab.

Yes, listener(s).  The inevitable happened.  I did too much last weekend, and so suffered lots this week.  I couldn't even get on my bike.

It wasn't just me though.  It snowed too, which meant that the whole world came to a stop.  Well, if they can't cope with a teensy weensy bit of snow, then I don't have to feel so bad for struggling with another dodgy infection "down there".  So I didn't.  Instead I took it as an opportunity to carb-load as much as I could in the form of curly wurlies dipped in chocolate philadelphia.  I'm very very very good at that.

Normal service will be resumed as soon as I know what normal is.