by Fraser | Oct 17, 2014 | Cycling around the world, Evolving, Learning
The sweat was falling from every pore like Niagara falls. My head was pounding as if trapped in a vice with Dave Grohl playing the drums on the tightening screw. But I was freezing cold, and hurting. A lot. The seconds ticked past forlornly. Every. Single. One. Maybe...