Well Mallorca was a disaster. I managed 167 km. Absolutely hanging out my arse compared to last year when I did 225. My mate crashed and has fucked his elbow and shoulder. Another mate’s bike was broken with his non-drive crakshaft just spinning freely. He had to cycle with one leg and got pushed home .
Big wake up call to eat less shit, exercise more and accept I am in my 40s.
