Whilst riding yesterday afternoon (the same intended path as as last week) I thought about posts.
I catalogued all the trivial, niggling problems of the day.
I snarked about parents who put helmets on their kids, but not on themselves. (Actually, I am not 'for' the complete mandating of helmet wear that we have. But that's another issue.)
I felt like crap.
And then .... a paddock. And sheep. And a ride across a freshly slashed trail. (Boneshaking, yes.)
Lamb souvlaki, potato scallops and a little later, a pint. Or two.
A good ride.