Having a moment

 Whilst listening to Stars Of The Lid. Bloody hell, it doesn't get much better than that, does it? 

Lots of cycling over the weekend, with a ride that saw myself and Phil (ex-JJ road crew) tooling around the Surrey Hills. There was a glorious moment where we got passed by an over-enthusiastic young bloke, only to sail past him on the third ramp up Coldharbour. Pacing is everything, in cycling as in life.

I've also spent the weekend thinking about my next steps. I need more focus, and I need to be tighter, generally. I've not quite worked out how that's going to happen (quelle surprise), but I'll press on, regardless. That's my default setting.

A month drifts by.

 And, I'll be honest: I needed that.

I'll get back to everything, but I had to withdraw, a little. TO regroup and breathe. I was completely unprepared for how much the saga with the tour hollowed me out. It was a voyage into myself, into the heart of what makes me tick. And, of course, you find out some good things, but plenty of bad stuff too. That's life.

I've enjoyed getting back out on the bike, pointing it along the road, and just...going. No real thought for a destination. No real plan.