Yesterday was meant to bring to a resolution one of the issues we have at home. It didn’t. Through no fault of ours the whole cycle just reset and began again. My main problem is a wife stressed beyond reason to the point of illness. I’m very worried about her. The issues I can deal with, even though they’re tough and beyond my control, wifey is my worry. It also means chasing around trying to sort things out to resolve matters as well as trying to keep home and the kids on an even keel, do a good job here at work and keep the weight loss through pedalling going. It seems I’m it at the moment. Oh, and Mum in Law’s dog bit me on the thigh as well yesterday, tearing my new bib shorts and causing an injury. But I kept quiet about that as I didn’t want to add to the upsets. Mum in Law is pretty fragile too. And now it’s f***ing Tuesday. I hate Tuesdays.
I came in to work a different route over Romsley Hill and Quinton. I wanted hills and a change, I got them both.