Philobiblon

After 42.5 miles in the Hertfordshire countryside on The Little Green Ride, through Knebworth, Duntingford, West Mill and environs to Stevenage, I can report that the wild roses in the hedges are a little blowsy but still in full bloom, the stems of the grain crops are bent from the weight of the heads, the broad beans appear to be doing very nicely, and most of the ewes are deciding its about time their lambs did without milk.

And after doing 45 miles, including some what were (by my standards) serious hills, in this my first ride of any distance since Christmas, I’d rate my chances of being able to walk tomorrow about 50:50. I think I’m suffering from severe lactic acid buildup in the front of my thighs – any thoughts on treatment would be appreciated…

(Okay, it wasn’t London to Brighton, but close.)