I realise that there are so many times in my life when I tell myself, I'll just have to manage... I just woke up from a dream where I had gone to visit friends in England and I felt deathly after the long train journey. I had to lie down while the friends starting socialising and drinking. I wondered how long it would take for me to 'recover' enough to join them. Then F-boy came to tell me that we had to go back to Glasgow the next day on bicycles. He said it would take about 4 hours. I remember thinking that the train took 4 hours, so wouldn't bicycles take much longer? Even for a trained cyclist, this was quite far. And all I could think was, I'll just have to manage. C'est la vie. Don't throw a spoke in the wheel or a spanner in the works. Bonkers. Sado-masochism! (That should get me a few more hits on google).