Rules are meant to be broken. Which partly explains a MTB trip round Burrator and Princetown. On my official rest day. Hard work after "Killer Loop" yesterday. But f*** does it make the pint of cider at the end taste like nectar!!!
Generally a pretty good day, but I would hate anybody out there to think it has been easy getting here (having good days, I mean, not cycling round and finding your starting point). I keep getting these messages saying things along the line of "you can do that, I can't, I'm not as brave / clever / extreme...."
I'm special. But so are you. And you shouldn't want to be anyone else (least of all me), as you never will be. Love thyself :)
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