I can’t remember the ice being this bad last winter. Offroad last night was almost suicidal and riding on the road had its moments. When I say “moments” I mean the kind when you’re tanking along and all of a sudden the tyres fall silent. There’s a glitteryness about the tarmac and one’s bottom clenches. I didn’t fall off thankfully but I ended up with very little confidence, not enough to ride properly anyway. It’s just not fun.
Still, I managed a 30 mile loop so that wasn’t a complete waste, although I was probably being so careful at times that a lot of those miles were “junk miles” where I simply wasn’t working hard enough for there to be any training effect at all.
I got home and my gloves were frozen to the hoods and I had an almighty Ice Cream Headache.
I think I’ll concentrate on running for the time being.