After a fairly heavy week I got out on the Fuji for around 24 miles last night in the name of slowing the downard spiral of my mental health, unfortunately with pretty demoralising results thanks I think largely to saddle fit / migration issues.
I'd arranged to meet a (non-cycling) mate today in the nearest town in which he lives; and had planned to take the Fuji but given last night's disappointing foray elected to take the CdF instead as a known, comfortable quantity. We'd mooted the idea of cycling the short journey to a local reservoir, however thanks to my poor planning / geographical skills and my mate's lack of fitness we ended up doing a slow (in my case fasted, in his hungover), convoluted 6 mile route round town in the unrelenting sun instead.
All in all a bit of a crap excursion relative to what we'd planned, however I managed about 25 miles including the journey there and back. Most importantly getting onto the CdF was like easing into a pair of well-fitting slippers after the Fuji - reassuringly suggesting that the problems I've been experiencing on that bike are mostly of it's making moreso than my decaying fitness and recently-acquired and deplorable smoking habit.
So far I've managed 80-odd documented miles this week; probably with another 15-20 on the rotter with it's non-functional trip computer - so at least I can rest easy knowing I've not been totally sedentary throughout
I'd arranged to meet a (non-cycling) mate today in the nearest town in which he lives; and had planned to take the Fuji but given last night's disappointing foray elected to take the CdF instead as a known, comfortable quantity. We'd mooted the idea of cycling the short journey to a local reservoir, however thanks to my poor planning / geographical skills and my mate's lack of fitness we ended up doing a slow (in my case fasted, in his hungover), convoluted 6 mile route round town in the unrelenting sun instead.
All in all a bit of a crap excursion relative to what we'd planned, however I managed about 25 miles including the journey there and back. Most importantly getting onto the CdF was like easing into a pair of well-fitting slippers after the Fuji - reassuringly suggesting that the problems I've been experiencing on that bike are mostly of it's making moreso than my decaying fitness and recently-acquired and deplorable smoking habit.
So far I've managed 80-odd documented miles this week; probably with another 15-20 on the rotter with it's non-functional trip computer - so at least I can rest easy knowing I've not been totally sedentary throughout
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