frozen half ton

It was our work’s night out last night and it left me feeling like crap this morning, despite me only having a couple of beers and a couple of glasses of wine. I just can’t take the stuff these days. After a couple of drinks I start babbling like an idiot and I don’t cope too well with the aftermath the day after. I set off this morning anyway, as planned, on the roadbike over to Macc via Oldham, Stalybridge, Glossop, Hayfield, Whaley Bridge and Bollington. I took an accidental detour to Chinley and ended up a couple of miles down the A6 dual carriageway. It was freezing cold and I just couldn’t get warm, despite sweating loads. Bloody hangover.  The climbs hurt more than they normally do, and going downhill gave me a feroucious windchill-induced headache – the like of which I’d not experienced since Winter Tough Guy.. There was plenty of ice on the roads in the Peaks, keeping me twitchy the whole time, especially with the amount of traffic there seems to be at the moment.

Not a great ride, but good prep for the ride to the Lakes in a few days.