Back to the Grind

After a my first weekend in ages with absolutely no cycling, I found it hard to get on the bike to go to work this morning. It was really chilly, drissly and I was into a ripper head wind. I still knocked over the 50k in less that1:50 but it was a struggle all the way. I tried every trick in the book but being wet and cold is hard to sing ones way out of.

My Fathers' day weekend consisted of lots of home projects, welding (badly) and seeing my youngest boy Joseph get out on his motorbike. He's been avoiding it for a couple of years but finally got out on it yesterday. He quickly got his courage up to the point of crashing at 60kph in the paddock. Straight back on to try it again. I only wish I could still bounce back like that.

My other big news is the arrival of the Fathers' Day present. A magnetic trainer. I've got Nancy MkI all set up on it in the shed and ready to go. I'll be out there at 5am tomorrow to see what's on TV at that hour or listen to a bit of music turned up too loud. It should be as much fun as eating my own body weight in stale muesli without milk.

After my hard ride to work, I had a ripper on the way home. I got away on time and romped home with a lovely tail wind. As a result I had enough daylight to read my bike computer until the last two km home. I also had a great run with courteous drivers, with people repeatedly waiting to ensure it was safe before overtaking/pulling out/turning left. I made sure to give them all a big wave in acknowledgement of their good driving. It's easy to turn a hard day into a nice one. Turn around and ride in the other direction.

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