9°C, strong WSW, grey but dry.
Lots of hills and a long grind back in the wind. Writing this now, I can still feel it in my legs.
Though hard work, it was far more satisfying than the last few rides where I felt physically low. It was almost like that feeling after the AZ jab a few weeks ago.
Tomorrow is Easter day, a long standing milestone for me. Every year, I aim to get 1,000 miles ridden by easter. Despite getting Covid at christmas and a slow recovery, I have made it with a few hundred to spare.
Racelite on
winter duties
18°C, no cloud, light E, feels like summer.
I still think this old bike is a good one. It needs a minor service, bearings and lubricant but it still ran well today.
11°C, light S, bright sun.
Fine weather means an earlier than usual outing for the summer bike. As of last year, this is primarily the Kona Zing. It went well though the indexing needs a little work.
11°C, dry but strong S. Grey cloud.
In all my cycling, I can corner better than this guy. It’s obvious that he took the corner too fast, it’s not as if there was no warning. See the chevron signs behind. The car isn’t too badly damaged, the windscreen isn’t broken and the driver’s window is open. My guess is that he climbed out.
Anyway; cycling. The big feature was the wind. It’s very hard to make up for slow stretches, you never really get the speed back with a tailwind.
Arrow, 10°C, light S, sunny.
Clocking up the miles on the old Arrow. I’ve had this since 1994, a steel Audax bike. It needs some updating now. For a winter bike, it’s too low at the front and too stretched. The best idea is to choose new bars with some uplift and a shorter stem.
5°C, moderate SE wind, sun at first but heavy rain to finish.
Set out on the recently serviced Kona Jake. Just like I used to a few years ago, I rode down the canal towpath and found it almost empty. Here was mud in abundance though. He tyres worked well enough with improved grip on the rear. I put an old 35c Grifo which actually came with the bike. I took them off a few years ago because of he huge number of punctures I was getting. He first month of owning the Jake I got 11 punctures.
Anyway, all went well, even along the Sefton Way, a converted rail line. It was a string of puddles surrounded by deeper mud. It’s actually easier to ride through the middle where gravel can be felt.
Then the rear tyre went soft. At first I hoped it would make it home, especially since rain had started. I stopped to as pressure and fumbled with cold muddy hands. The tyre hardened, for a while. It’s now got a self-sealing Slime tube which should have held it. It didn’t last long. I know there are lots of hawthorn trimmings en-route but I was still annoyed.
{arts of the return ride were on a very soft tyre, others I walked. By now the rain was heavy and the road rippled with thin riverlets running along. I didn’t get cold though.
3°C, dry with salty dust on a brisk SSE wind. White cloud.
Feeling stronger now, hardly surprising in this wind with one year to choose from. I’m not complaining, it felt great. I called in at home to shorten the chain.
9°C, calm, grey and damp.
Climbed Bannister Lane hill, twice. Once the north route and then the Parbold lane route. From the start, I could tell this would be a good ride. I’ve started from a low base since having Covid-19; now I’m building fitness rather than just recovering from that persistent virus.
Arrow, 4°C, light W, bright and distant clouds
Getting better each day despite starting from a very low base. In effect, I’ve had a month off thanks to Covid-19. Now muscles are all fizzing like they’ve bounced back from that time off being ill. The year ahead is looking quite uncertain again with the possibility that foreign travel will be difficult this summer. It’s all to do with new coronavirus variations, I’m hoping I have some immunity to the main ones for the foreseeable.
As for cycling, most of the flooding has receded, there are no closed roads now. Croston usually floods so I approached it gingerly. All was clear. There was another noticeable effect I hadn’t anticipated. The last half-hour was hard, I blew up. Perhaps dehydration, but certainly poor form dues to the time off. Nonetheless, my muscles feel tight and it makes me feel stronger. During that illness, I felt terrible after even a gentle ride – all empty inside. that’s a markedly different feeling to normal post ride fatigue.
Each season has its own roadkill. Flooding appears to have brought rats out of their burrows, or sewers or where ever they live. I saw dead rats in 3 different places, big fat rats in the road. They were almost the size of a small cat.
Micycle 