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Doing the London>Brighton offroad - because a mate suggested it. Starts at stupidly-early o'clock on the Saturday morning in London and finishes 75 miles (I reckon 10 hours, maybe 12 with food stops - it's MTB, not road bike) later in Brighton.
Suddenly his missus is coming. So not only have my accomodation costs doubled as we will no longer be sharing but the logistics of getting there have suddenly turned to shit too - no wanging both bikes in the back of my car and parking up for a weekend - his missus is driving, her car (refuses to drive his which will fit 2 bikes and 3 people in).
To top it all she's not even doing the ride. She's just there to pretty much fuck things up. And he's already talking about "a few quiet pints" on Saturday night as opposed to going and getting hammered and having a boogie - as has been the plan all along.
Tempted to bin the whole thing off and say "just do it yourself m8" - but I've know the lad since my first year at Uni and we were really close. It's just that in the past couple of years he's become his dad. Like a midlife crisis bloke with an inability to make his own decisions without running everything past his (hard work) missus.
Most of our mates have stopped asking him to do things because he simply never commits. It's like he's got an inability to say yes and/or be an independent person - and he was never like that.
So. Do I pull the plug?
Yes.