Wafter, pleased you were OK , but what about the eggs?
Thanks for your concern (and to everyone else's sympathtic smileys!) - thankfully the eggs were OK as they were in my rucksack on my back I do have a lumpy bruise on my forearm for my trouble though
One that particularly fvcked me right off. Supposed to meet at x place at x time, I arrive at x place just on time and proceed to wait for 30mins before deciding to ride on (the rain was getting closer!)
Turns out, the other people arrived at x place before x time and left without me, fully aware that I was going to be there
Scumbags - I wonder what they're excuse for that will be..? Bet you won't be falling over yourself to ride with them in future!
Three for the price of one today (yesterday) - although probably still pretty poor value as none are very interesting!
Left to travel back to the homestead again late yesterday morning. Followed the usual route out past Woodstock; with "highlights" including a group of idiot boomers on bikes who'd stopped at an ample clearing on the track yet still managed to block the path comprehensively; utterly oblivious to anyone else around them... Plus some idiot jogger whose earphones and lack of observation meant my bell went unheard and it took me shouting when I was nearly on top of her to get her out of the middle of the path
Legs were tired and arse sore, once off the path I decided to forego the more direct but poorly surfaced usual route and instead followed the little dashed red NCN5 route exactly, as displayed on my GPS head unit. What I discovered was a nice stretch of narrow rural backroad leading to some slightly larger ones. Got "lost" a couple of times through not paying attention to the satnav but it wasn't the end of the world. With traffic noticeably worse in most areas these backroads remained beautifully quiet and I saw lots of other very friendly cyclists including a young couple on a tandem
My ride eventually brought me along a few gated bridleways; the first of which I stopped at to get a pic (sorry for the shocking composition - could have done a lot better!):
It was at this point that I discovered a text from an old friend saying she was in the city for a few days and meeting up with another mate that evening - bloody typical; three months with seeing only one mate intentionally, then I miss this opportunity! For the rest of the ride my mind was distracted by wondering how I could work things to see my friends; which sadly detracted from my pleasant surroundings..
A few new, short but formidible (12-15% max) hills conquired on my novel route and I was back at home after around 27 miles and 1000ft at 13.3mph and 120bpm for 1000kcal burned; my progress aided by a pretty significant tailwind.
Once home I had a shower and rushed around to put things in place to get back to the city if possible; getting the bare bones done of what I needed to. Things panned out OK and I managed to postpone some of the work I'd planned, so a little more than 2hrs after I'd arrived I set off again; knowing that my mates wouldn't be around forever..
I took the most direct route to start with - the A-road (and stretch of dual carriageway) I'd otherwise largely avoided until this point. The wind was bloody punishing - being an almost full-value headwind at 12-14mph according to the weather forecast. Progress was slow and unpleasant; my arse really, really sore (causing me to experiement with new and innovative positions on the bike!), legs complaining at the significant output required to maintain a 10-11mph average speed, some fairly long climbs to start with while all the time subjected to close-passes by idiot drivers who evidently preferred to make my life unpleasant than to dare venture across the white centreline onto the deserted opposite side of the road
Once off the main roads the journey became a lot less unpleasant as the wind reduced (slightly different direction and effect of hedges I'd guess) and I carried on through Woodstock, Yarnton, along the tow path to Wolvercote, Wytham and home.. this return journey coming to a bit over 19 miles and 400ft at 13.8mph and 136bpm for 900kcal burned.
A quick shower and a rushed dinner later I was out for my third ride; this time floating into town on the ofo to meet mates in uni parks. We sat for a few hours with some beer and snacks until the parks closed and we got chucked out; at which point a couple of us went on to another mate's house across town to sit in his garden for a bit. The ofo finally brought me home at about 2am; at which point i was pretty cold - thanks to the day's exertions, clear sky and nasty shivery reaction to the beer I yet again shouldn't have drunk. I did feel virtuous for avoiding all the kebab wagons on the way home though; instead making myself a splendid corned beef salad with cheese and pickled onions before bed.. it was great to see people and a really nice way to celebrate the passing solstice too
Today has been designated as a definite duvet day as I feel pretty ruined in so many ways; purely from a riding perspective I think I need a few days off to recover. Not sure why I'm so knackered this week as I've "only" done 130 (recorded) miles although I did do a sizeable walk earlier in the week and have been out on the ofo a bit too, so have been pretty active (while last week was pretty heavy too).
I'm up to 440 miles so far for the month, so with 9 days left I'm hoping I might be able to better last month's 560 miles and possibly push it to 600 this time.. although I'm going to have to be careful not to ruin myself as I need to get back home again next weekend to finish the job I didn't get done this time!