Aron gets his suffer face on during last week's track training session. I'm ashamed to admit that I was so hungover I wasn't capable of leaving my flat with a track bike, let alone making it to Whitehead to ride a kilo. Curse you strawberry daiquiris. Shame on you champagne. Never any more white wine. Recinde rum & red wine. Go away G&T. You get the picture...
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