We’ve had a bit of sun this weekend. About bleeding time too. There’s even some DUST starting to appear on once-muddy trails and the temperature is almost reaching 20 degrees!
Road ride yesterday. Almost killed on a number of occasions in Jon Wyatt-style murder attempts. One woman has her car on 2 wheels turning left at high speed in front of me. Another bloke screws the tits of his girly Mercedes on the outside of a roundabout, turning right, when I’m also turning right. Idiot pedestrians in the City Centre on the way home looking me straight in the eye then walking into the road in front of me.
Lovely off-road 40 miler this morning though. Oooh, it were blimmin’ great. Still a lot of mushy bits about, but sunshine, man. Loads of.
On the way back, a bridleway that pretty much takes me back to the house has been obliterated. 2 JCB’s and one of those massive dumper trucks with tyres the size of a house were moving back and forth and generally being quite scary. So I turned around and had to make a 6 mile detour. Grrr.
Big week this week. My final training week before the Cristalp, ending in the Selkirk MTB marathon on Sunday. I’m in the 100K (although it’s more like 88) and I’m looking forward to this. Last time I did it I went over the bars and landed on my face on Cadon Bank. It’s a humdinger of a route. I’m probably not going to arrive till quite late on Saturday night with one thing and another so I’ll probably be sleeping in the car…I’ve not done that for a few years. I’ll probably be doing it on the singlespeed too. Why? Why not? Whatever happens on Sunday, I’ll be putting in some serious effort this week then I’m all “baked potatoes and early nights” for a couple of weeks.
See you in Selkirk with me fixie.
You will indeed. Me and Phil are planning to ride it while wearing MUFC shirts. You’ll spot us. We’ll be the ones taking all the abuse.
You’ve lost me.
it’ll be a surpise then. A crap surprise, but a surprise all the same.