Stuck at work since 7am, left my lunch at home, can't get out, wallet at home so no takeaways, not a shop nearby, no coffee, no buscuits only flippin Redbush cafine free plop.
And I'm straight out training tonight.
Life is pretty harsh.

No, you're hungry.

Can no one there lend you some cash or food and/or nip out and get you something?

Life is pretty harsh.

At least you can go out biking, and all that's actually happened is you're a bit hungry through your own stupidity. 😐

And I'm straight out training tonight

I did a similar thing a few months back, did an 8 mile run around the Howgills. Ended up sitting in the mud with absolutely nothing in the tank for the final climb! How we laughed.

On my own and no one about.
My belly hurts 😥

or would you prefer?

I've just pulled the same expression as those eggs 😯

The Roast chicken I have in the oven smell lovely, will go nice with some potatoe wedges and corn on the cob! Yummy followed by apple crumble & custard.

What follows when I get home is twenty minutes of eating garbage whilst setting up my lights and shoe horning myself into some lycra, which in turn will be followed by me moaning about my stomach hurting all through the ride tonight.

What follows when I get home is twenty minutes of eating garbage whilst setting up my lights and shoe horning myself into some lycra, which in turn will be followed by me moaning about my stomach hurting all through the ride tonight.

Probably better than me last Tuesday, having had a bowl of soup (no bread) at lunchtime, and battered myself for 90 minutes in the evening. I got home with the shakes and had to be fed chocolate by Mrs North.