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I finally got a long ride in the legs last weekend. Almost four hours in the gloriously green Surrey Hills, and I loved every minute of it, even the last 30 minutes in the rain with legs on the verge of cramping. The fact they didn’t cramp was a minor miracle that came about due to the fact that my friend I was riding with was less fit than me so couldn’t do his normal trick of half wheeling me all the way home. I could have given him a taste of his own medicine, but I decided not to just in case I did cramp up, thus allowing him to ride slowly past me laughing his head off. I’d never have lived it down. It was my longest ride of…