Chris's Gut

After almost freezing to death on the way to Kendal I was a bit paranoid about getting cold. When we left Tranthewaite Hall on this particular morning, I was dressed like an eskimo despite the fact that it was a comparatively mild day. We made it about half a mile before I overheated and had to remove some layers. Note that cycling like a fiend has done nothing to reduce the healthy and loveable glow about my midsection.