I decided to go on an all-night bike ride with some friends tonight. I had ridiculous amounts of energy to release and didn’t fancy getting drunk, so thought it would be good to explore Nottingham completely aimlessly on our bikes. 

It all started with a McDonald’s at 1am to keep me going through the night:

We sneaked into an empty multi-storey car park and went right to the top, too:

I’ll probably do this more often. There are often times when I’m sat alone at midnight, everyone else is asleep, and I have a ton of energy; riding the bike is a brilliant way of releasing that energy. There’s no chance I’m getting to sleep any time soon, and my lungs are burning from the cold, but the experience was incredible. 

Throughout (pretty much) the entire ride, I was over-tired, cold, and still coughing my lungs out, but it felt amazing. There’s nothing quite like hammering down a road during the early hours of the morning with not a car in sight; I think I’ve found a state of utter bliss. You forget about everything in the world around you, and all you want to do is pedal and pedal. On the way home I plugged in my earphones, and when Brian Eno’s “An Ending” came on as I was hurtling through an empty South West Nottingham at 4:45am, I couldn’t (and still can’t) think of anywhere else I’d rather be.