Sunday was my day to try to keep busy since Shannon wasn’t around. My genius solution was to kill myself with a long bike ride. Sure, it wasn’t that daunting, but I saved the hard part for last. My trek took me through the city center, past the V&A waterfront, around Mouille Point, along Sea Point, past Clifton beach and into Camps Bay. The final part was the climb from Camps Bay back over to the city bowl. Needless to say I was huffing and puffing my way up that hill. Only had to get off once to walk so I consider that a success.