Tea in the Sahara

I should probably have been riding up hills today.  Training ‘n all that.  But man, it was just too hot.  I couldn’t face it, not after how hard Burrington Combe was on Sunday.  So I stuck, mostly, to the flat, and actually it may be the one and only time I turn out to have been grateful for the wind.  Sure, slogging into it wasn’t much fun, but at least it cooled me down 🙂  I did throw in Winscombe Hill to round things off though, not sure why…maybe because I know it’s usually shady?  And I was as slow as ever, but I still got up it.  So there 😛

life is indeed too short

As I cycled around Nyland there were some awesome scarecrow things going on, many of which were cycling-themed…and I could have captured them all, but I think this one sums it up.  It is, isn’t it?  Which kind of sums up why I stuck to doing what I wanted to do, s*d training plans and the like.   I sweated up a storm and drank a lot.  I spent two hours hurtling around in the sunshine, topping up my tan, and soothing my soul.  Flat quiet fast roads, blue skies…    I was zenned out for hours afterwards…as well as slightly zonked.  Cycling in the heat just takes it out of you in a way you’re not used to I think.  But in a good way 🙂

Cycling time: 1:57
Distance: 33.3 miles
Avg: 17.0 mph
ODO: 5846.5 miles

Just as well I didn’t have much to do this afternoon…  See that deckchair?  Now imagine me on it, with a cold lager (or two) to drink, Cyclist magazine to read, nowhere to be and nothing to be doing.  Followed by a restorative nap.   Yep, that’s how it went *grin*.  Good day, sunshine!  By the way, in case you hadn’t noticed, I still love riding my bike 🙂

deckchair time

 PS: – told you my camera was fixed! 😉

duct tape camera