At least it wasn’t raining. There. I managed to say something positive. There are so many other ways I wanted to start this post.
So…. It turns out that hiking does not an ideal rest day activity make. In fact, cycling 85 miles, camping and getting up to climb a hill or two especially after you fell of your bicycle, leaves your body in pieces so small that you worry no adhesive in the world will hold you together.
An ideal preparation for conquering your biggest ever day of climbing then… Ahh.
Yes. Today was a day of pure torture and, thinking it was supposed to be an ‘easy forty’ I didn’t psych myself up mentally for the challenge either.











