during a presentation by an honours student last week there was the delightful “to shed our stories”. I might have misremembered it a little, it could have been “to shed stories”, “to shed my stories”, or even “to shed my story”. It is a resonant phrase.
the first ride after indolence is always good. A trick of the body and bike – I suspect it’s all endorphins, the rush like coffee after a few days free – and I know the fourth, fifth, sixth and seventh rides will hurt and matter.