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This summer I joined my family for a weeks holiday in the Alps in Bolzano so I brought my roadbike along.
I went for a great ride one afternoon, got about 70/80 miles in with some tough climbing, great descents and beautiful views and got back to Bolzano just about empty but good enough to have a quick post ride beer and cigarette in the main square.
The problem was that our hotel was just outside Bolzano at the top of a hill which is either reached by a 9/10km gut buster of a climb or by cable car and as I had done the climb the last couple of days and was pretty exhausted, I thought I would get the cable car. Obviously, I missed it by 10 minutes and as it was getting dark and my phone had died I had to ride up.
FUCK! about halfway up it was pitch black, started raining and there was thunder and lightning. I was totally fucked, nothing left in the legs and had to lie down by the side of the road about 3 or 4 times to try and recover. It took me bloody ages to get back and when I finally did, I dumped the bike outside the hotel, staggered through the full restaurant white as a sheet, dripping wet in full lycra, went to my room, turned the shower on and passed out.
Never have I been in so much pain