Songpan, China
The sun is already up when I wake after another marathon sleep but I'm pretty certain I've covered enough ground to allow for setting ff a little later. I prise myself out of bed and back onto my bike, limbs groaning, and take to the road. It usually takes a little while to warm up, but today I realise there's no escaping the fact that I really am quite ill - my head burns, my throat is raw and every turn of the wheels is an effort. Although I've estimated that I...