On a bike, riding somewhere. Every day, rain or shine.
#365daysofbiking The ends of the day, ending
February 12th – Around 9pm at the far end of the same day. Bloxwich station.
I felt really tired, and can barely recal riding home. My stomach was uncomfortable and I needed home, tea and a hug.
But I’d done it, and I’m back up and at it. Things, like this train, were moving in the right direction.
I hate being ill.
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