Having completed the weekly shop late this morning, it suddenly dawned on me that unless something unexpected happened with existing commitments, I was facing a challenge ride beginning at silly-o-clock, or it would have to be done 27/12 - 30/12, neither of which was an attractive option. So this lunchtime, with Mrs B out of the house for 2-3 hours, out came the bike.
Garmin claims an average of 5.5c, but the wind made it a lot colder and bloody hard work for almost all of the most exposed miles. (Crap route planning
). My body was OK thanks to the shop earlier in the day and feeling the bite of the wind and finger tips were (generally), only just the right of cool. The same however could not be said of my toes. Despite two pairs of socks, (albeit one thin pair), bootees and masking tape over ventilation holes on the soles, they were cold from 25 miles and they were just numb by the end of the ride. What I hadn't realised was just how cold they had got, until I had a lovely warm shower and then went through what felt like and eternity of
as the circulation gradually returned to them.
Still home safely and the challenge completed and with luck one further ride in before the end of the year.
I am hoping to be in the challenge for 2019, but whether I complete will be another matter, as apart from daily challenges, I suspect some hip surgery may be coming over the horizon.