9°C, calm dry but grey.
A reasonable ride to Formby and back. The bike whizzed along in the still air. There’s lots of mud to watch for.
The previous rude was much slower and yesterday, I found out why. The rear wheel was very stiff so I serviced it. The cone bearing was very tight which must have knocked loads off the average speed. Mechanicals are usually an excuse for poor performance, but this time it was genuine.
4°C, dense fog.
About 1/5th of drivers didn’t put their lights on in this dense fog. I saw 2 cyclists riding with their hands in their pockets. Another two wore all black and had no lights. Nutters!
The speedo was over-reading today. Tchoh!
7°C, calm and sunny
Kona Paddy Wagon, 10°C, dry (mostly) light S.
5°C, very strong N, dry and cold.
Had an unplanned layoff. That cold lasted 3 weeks. Then some days of bad weather to add to frustration. How I cursed it.
Anyway, I’m ventured out on the Arrow, I need gears in this wind. This building site has reduced the road to 1 lane for a good 300m, controlled by lights. I arrived on red and set off on the change to green. About 3/4 the way through, the opposing traffic came head on. The woman driving the Audi accused me of running a red light. I told her I went on green.
I was quite annoyed at this being neither ours faults. Quite why she thought it was ok to drive at oncoming traffic aside.
12°C, sunny dry
A week of heavy rain and then a cold. Though not quite back to normal, it was refreshing to get out.
15°C, sunny with light SW.
Broken up for a week’s holiday, but I have work’s keys. I’ve missed cycling over the last month. Every weekend, I worked away and only rode,maybe only twice a week. Though the distance wasn’t enormous, I was disproportionally exhausted for the last 10 miles.
15°C, brisk W, sunny and dry.
Uh-oh, how did that happen? There are plenty of clues. The wreck lies just beyond a sharp corner, the wipers are up and it rained last night.
Good ride, despite the strong wind on a fixed gear. Ideally, I’d ride the Racelite but the cassette I ordered last June still hasn’t arrived
22°C, grey with distant rumbles, humid and still.
Woke with a very fidgety feeling. And eventually got on the bike immediately after lunch. After the obligatory 8 mile warmup, I raised the pace.
It’s been a strange year. for the first half, I was inhibited by a dull malaise. Rarely did I get the fizzy legs feeling. Now I have it. In normal years this feeling kicks in around April. Not this time.
I blame covid.
22°C, light wind and full sun.
Best ride of the year. Loads of energy available for the hills near Parbold. I did a loop around Ashurst Beacon for a bit more extension. The only regret is that I didn’t do another couple of miles to make it a metric century.
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