So yesterday having finally converted my London commuting bike back into the mountain bike it once was I finally went out and got it (and me) properly muddy, mostly flat cycling along the Thames, plenty of mud, plenty of fun, and really without realising it 30km done.
A hose off of the bike and a brew and it was grins all round.
Now to get cycling (and swimming, and running) on a regular basis, after all the clock is ticking until June 10th and the Escape from Alcatraz