I'm spoiled living in Wollongong, where a traffic jam is 4 cars travelling at 80 instead of 100 . Today I rode from here, through the old Ring Road 3 (King George's Road) to Pymble, and then up the old Highway to PITS and Road Warriors, then to Kincumber for Alan Hales' funeral, then home, and I'm exhausted. Not from riding, per se, but just concentrating on every moving object within eye-shot and thinking three moves ahead. My poor old brain is fried; I used to commute and drive all over Sydney for work, by car, but how you folks do it every day by bike and arrive at work, then home, in any fit condition to do anything, I do not know! I dips me lid to yas all .