If breakfast is the point at which you stop the fast, or break the point when you last ate, well yesterday I had ridings equivalent. Not sure I can think of a clever word play on this to bring into existence a new phrase.
So after three weeks it was a welcome interlude between spending time with the family, which has been chilled. The ride itself, while nothing special from a kilometres covered point of view, came as a welcome breather and as a stern reminder that I am a man of many parts, all of which need to be exercised and fed. I hope your holiday break is as refreshing as mine, ciao.
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