Tuesday, 17 July 2007

King of the Mountains

Bring me a polka dot jersey. Absolutely beautiful ride this evening; had a long day of meetings, in Germany, Naperville, India, London and Austin. Phew, I didn't physically attend them all thanks to the wonder that is the internet, however I was shattered by the time I left the office. So I jumped on my bike, shot home, changed from commuter bike wear to bike bike wear (yes there is a difference) and went out with Paul, my on/off training partner.


We had torrential downpours today, but by 6pm the sun was shining a warm breeze whipped our legs and we were away. I absolutely flew round 52k. Paul is a triathlete and took me out on one of my first rides, of about 30 miles, the distance I did tonight and I really struggled. But tonight I found myself waiting for Paul at the top of hills (but not at the bottom because his belly pulls him down faster than me) and at various points. Which is a great benchmark for me because most of my riding has been solo, so this was a revelation and tangible proof that I am getting fitter.


Just as well with six weeks today to the off. Let's finish by looking at tonight's sunset. Isn't nature great, let's look after it.

1 comment:

wife said...

'isn't nature great, lets look after it'? you've turned into Sting!