You’d think after two days of high-end cardio, a chap would be tucked up in bed at this time. Wrong.
Yesterday, I got up at 5am so I could get on my bike and cycle 37 miles to work from the mountain I had climbed the night before. I got to work aroubd 8ish, worked, cycled 6.5 miles home and eventually got about 8 hours sleep.
Today I got up at 7am. Cycled 6.5 miles to work. Worked. Cycled 6.5 miles home. Had dinner. Could I sleep. Not a chance.
So went out on the bike, again. In the swirling dark rain. 13.5 miles round the moors.
And back home hoping to be tired enough to sleep.