Nice ride into work this morning, few laps of Regents Park thrown in, very nice watching the sun rise around there, and even nicer, there is plenty of totty out cycling and running around the park as well.
Beats the hell out of sitting on a turbo training staring at a monitor at home. 20 odd miles under the belt, same then on the way home, job done. Don't have to get up early tomorrow to sneak a ride in.
Beats the hell out of sitting on a turbo training staring at a monitor at home. 20 odd miles under the belt, same then on the way home, job done. Don't have to get up early tomorrow to sneak a ride in.
Pedaled the lot so I`m really pleased with myself 
... But what's this lark with the kilometres of late .. do tell? 
We eventually split into two groups, the more advanced riders and the beginners. Two of the beginners were rather attractive young ladies, so I decided to stay with them and give them a bit of coaching. 
Considering that they'd only been riding for two months, their skill level was much better than I would have expected. Later in the day, we rejoined the other group and I worked my way to the front, behind two racers. One of them I know well. Tom is one of those hyper-aggressive riders who has no sense of self preservation and only knows one speed: fast. A year ago I couldn't keep him in sight for more than a few seconds, but my improved skills and physical conditioning, combined with a ten pound weight loss made a drastic difference. I had to work very hard, but I managed to stay right with them all the way to the end of the ride. 
