Lemon Drizzle Cake. Minus the Lemon. And minus the cake. So just the drizzle then. Less than 10 minutes into the ride, it started. Then it persisted for the rest of the ride. Which was nice.
Anyway, getting out for the second lunch time ride in a row? I’ll take it.
What I won’t take is the two sketchy moments during this one.
First, nature tried to see me off. Heading up the S-bend 14% switcheroo at the back end of the Guild Wheel, the wet mushy leaves combined with slippery tarmac and my road going tyres led to slipping and sliding like I’ve never experienced before. Staying upright felt like a blessing.
The second sketchy moment came much later in the ride – just as I was near home – when some A-hat got far too close to me, desperate to get wherever he / she was going that whole second earlier. Moronic.
A third incident did occur during this one, of my own making. I decided to nip through a car park tunnel … I won’t say where, but it’s one I haven’t been down before on the bike. Plenty of times in the car though. And I’d forgotten about the, ahem, speed bumps.
Well, what with it being a dark tunnel, me in my wet sun glasses,. I hit that first speed bump at full whack. So much so that the light on the front of my bike was jolted loose and span out across the road. Fortunately there was no one behind me (Preston’s high street is dying), and what with it being a light, I could easily see where it landed.
The one other thing to report today was that I made an(other) adjustment to my right cleat and this time I’ve gone too far on the heel in side. Whoops. Better than yesterday. Honestly, I’ve done damage to my knee yesterday. It’s subtle, but it’s there. Silly me. Silly, silly me.
If at all possible I want to get out tomorrow for another lunch time ride. However I will take an easy turbo session at a longer duration, if not. It’s supposed to get much colder in the week’s ahead, so I might as well make the most of the high single digits whilst I still can.
