Damm my blood chemistry!
One glass of (diet) orange in a few hours of a friends bar-b-que on a Saturday night, and I spend most of Sunday curled up in pain.
I was supposed to be cycling. I’m (sort of) joining the Fermoy cycle club mainly so I can do next year’s Tour De Munster (August 2006). As it happens the Fermoy club would be cycling in Kanturk Tour, and the two tours cross and sort of meet up.
Believe it or not, I still have a dull ache now.