July's half metric century is done and dusted. I can laze about for the rest of the month, if I want too. Virtually flat (494m of climbing but so gentle that it's virtually unnoticed). I really am not finding these fabled climbing legs at all.
I got a p******* and a nice man came to help me fix it, as my hands were being really pants today. We chatted for about half an hour. Nice chap. Found him on Strava flyby and left him a thank you message and clicked the kudos thing
I swapped bikes at the 24 mile mark, as I went past my home. My feet were soaked through and muddy so I needed to change shoes, which meant changing bikes on account of having SPDs on the CX and Speedplays on the Roadie. Once home I had a shower and blocked the drain as I must have had a couple of kg of mud about my person
. Hubster has cleaned the drain out, so that's OK then.