saturday morning

yesterday: 1.5 hours juggling. In the morning I got on my bike and did the loop (4.44miles) and it absolutely killed me, I was going fast keeping fast all the way average of about 18.2mph, by the time I got back my lungs and the bottom of my throat were on fire totally un(bike)fit I now know that I am it was good to get out on the bike once again. I still need to repair the rear wheel (rebuild perhaps) before I restart going on the Sunday rides. I met Sean in a pub in Grantchester for lunch, I cycled there too, still as unfit as earlier in the day although the 2 pints of ale aided cycle back was much more achievable. Sean is over in the UK for business and arrived in the morning driving up from Heathrow in an incredible time of 75 mins (it usually takes at least 120 mins) and we arranged to meet before he heads off to the Grandparents in the afternoon. The pub was the Green Man and served fine ales and great food. It was good to see him too, invited me over to the USA which I am seriously tempted with. I haven't been over there sinse before my placement in 2001, and that's way too long for me!
When non-USA citizans arrive in the USA now they have their fingerprint and photograph taken. What the fuck?