I f***ing hate cycling!

Worked hard all off-sesaon and pre-season, juggling work, child and spousal committments... Rides at 5am to alleviate the inevitable "you're spending too much time riding and not enough {fill-in-the-blank}". Firm deflection of weekend work tasks - "sorry PM, I'll be gone those dates AS I MENTIONED 2 MONTHS AGO."

First race of the season. A small, meaningless race - just meant to get that racing "feel" back... 11 miles in * boom * crash, fractured elbow, game over.

I f***ing hate this sport!!!