Today I was meant to be heading to Galashiels. However, thanks to a dodgy prawn cocktail I'd had the night before I had a nasty case of food poisoning to deal with! I was clearly not going to be able to manage the monster trip across the mountains to Galashiels so I hand to shorten today's journey to Dalkeith, which was only 52 miles. Still a long way though with food poisoning and no handy loos along the way! All in all it was a pretty rough day cycling through Stirling and Falkirk:
By the time I got to Edinburgh things had firmed up but I still felt I'd run a Marathon! However, cycling past the Rifles Barracks reminded me why I was putting myself through this challenge, so I pressed on to Dalkeith where I found a comfortable hotel for the night to recover.
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