Finally moved into my new/ old office in the pigeon coop. It's OK, smaller and very much hotter, but also a lot quieter, so all in all it'll do (like I have a choice).
However, having listened to my new hero Bradley Wiggins banging on about how to be the best and how to avoid naysayers (his description was considerably more fruity), I will make the best of it and thank God every single day that my idea of fulfilling fun is not sitting on a razor blade/ saddle for weeks on end and then finishing the horror off by forcing myself to cycle over cobbles down the Champs Elysees.
Sport or torture. I suggest Sporture.
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