What happens when a good night becomes too good? You end up feeling much less than good the next day. Today was an uphill struggle, and I didn’t even take my bike into work. I took this photo at Clapham junction whilst I dragged my sorry behind home…

As I walked through Crystal Palace eating a tube of Pringles, I passed a large workout group – I think everyone knew who had made better life choices that evening.

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