My intent this weekend had been three consecutive day's of riding, but the weather put paid to that. Still, a rare sunny day, so I planned a day of hills. Nothing much of note but Edge Hill and Burton Dassett are at least 10% climbs and my quads screamed after my long wet ride yesterday. I crested them both with a whoop.
On the way out I was pootling along, just at the base of the hill into Harbury, I hadn't yet warmed up and was taking it easy after yesterday. I don't like that hill because it steepens significantly as you go up it. Anyway, some guy in full CSC team gear comes past me, helmet on the handlebars without so much as a by your leave. I immediately accelerated, caught him and let him tow me the hill while I sat on his back wheel., then shot past him at the top with a cheery "ciao". Childish, but I enjoyed it.
For the first time I rode with my ipod. Normally I wear it to break the monotony of cycling to work, or at the gym, but tend not to on the road because I'd rather concentrate. Anyway I guessed the roads would be quiet which led to the slightly surreal situation of climbing Edge Hill with David Bowies (All the young dudes) and descending with The Arcade Fire. A nice ride of 66km, 2.5 hours and I only had to turn around once due to a flooded road at Hampton Lucy (where Shakespeare was caught poaching).
To put it into perspective as I type this the Tour is cresting a 14km Pyreneean Hors Catégorie climb for the second time today. I don't think I could do that!
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