The bike is washed, the chain degreased and cleaned and lubed again and 5 ironed shirts are hanging in the wardrobe, ready to be packed and trundled into work each morning.
My puncture kit has a fresh tube of glue, and I have had my feet up all weekend, doing nothing more stenuous than weeding the lawn and reading Goodbye Darkness for the third or fourth time.
The odd thing is that even though I have not exercised, I am feeling more knackered than when I open the valves and steam home at full throttle. I'm quite looking forward to getting up in 6 hours or so and going for a ride.
I'm addicted.
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