Most guys I know suffer some sort of depression or grumpiness as it was once termed.
I guess we should all be out hunting and gathering, instead we become home makers and work slaves.
Thats where The Jerkyls comes in, I created a race team for guys at the back and it struck a chord.
Come the weekends I try to get as many grumpy old blokes on bikes at the track as possible.
It only takes 2 or 3 laps to put the biggest smile on someone’s face.
Hardy cracked up laughing and on return said
“This is what has been missing in my diet”