104 miles today and after great whernside yesterday I bloody suffered. Just dipped to 17.9 average as I pedalled back up to ilkeston market place in a state. All the way up to buxton and back in a roundabout way. Not so many climbs but it took some doing on yep no food.
I had two cans of coke and decided to see what would happen. All was okay until around 85miles and then I just limped home barely able to turn the pedals. Luckily I had only 3 climbs left and just took it steady.

Got home and Josh and his girlfriend had run all the hot water off so had to wait for a bath. Hey ho.
Full winter gear on but the weather wasn't to bad.
Loads of bikies out today. Must have seen over 50 easy on the a6 alone.

Stagger well done, there is no substitute to miles in the saddle. Your quads and whole body will adapt but it takes a good while for it to happen. Even your mind adapts. You get to know your routes in your mind, how the wind blows on certain corners, what gear you should be in on a climb, etc etc. It can take hours and hours. It's the reason why lots give up with road biking as at some point the monotony of it all can set it. Keep at it and you will become fitter and fitter mate. Get through winter and then push from there.
I'm lucky as it's the actual suffering on the bike that I like. I will even play a song on my I pod 20x times just to make it even more repetitive. Ive always been convinced that if you push your body hard enough you will enter that point when the hunger and mental knock appears but it's like a state of dilerium. Magic.
Well done mate