Saturday is sometimes a struggle for me and this weekend (or rather than one just behind us) proved difficult at first; in a nutshell I was feeling a little weary, but it wasn't raining and it wasn't cold so I soon got myself together and headed for the green to meet Andy. We decided that the slow way to the bus stop would be the best bet as I had some driving to do later and couldn't go to Westerham, as originally planned, to celebrate this blog's 10th anniversary (it was 10 years old on 27 September).
Beddlestead Lane is a slog, but thanks to some mid-week cycling it was a little easier and the ride proved to be a great work-out. It was good to reach the bus stop, put it that way, and when we got there we did our usual (drink tea and munch biscuits) although, as avid readers will know, I haven't had a biscuit on the ride for many weeks now as I'm trying my best to cut them out where possible.
The ride home was also 'the usual'. Andy branched off at The Ridge and I carried on along the 269. We kind of said 'see you tomorrow' but it wasn't looking good and when I woke up in the morning there was rain hammering down. It continued for some time so the ride, which I'd aborted around 0600hrs, was a non-starter, although I think Andy did get out. I was considering getting out and doing my hill run around the block, but I didn't. I slobbed about for most of the day, fretting about this and that.
Now it's Monday morning and I missed my round-the-block ride. Last week I went out three times so I'll try to make it four this week (Tuesday to Friday) but let's see how the weather performs.
Beddlestead Lane is a slog, but thanks to some mid-week cycling it was a little easier and the ride proved to be a great work-out. It was good to reach the bus stop, put it that way, and when we got there we did our usual (drink tea and munch biscuits) although, as avid readers will know, I haven't had a biscuit on the ride for many weeks now as I'm trying my best to cut them out where possible.
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| Heading for Botley Hill on the return ride |
The ride home was also 'the usual'. Andy branched off at The Ridge and I carried on along the 269. We kind of said 'see you tomorrow' but it wasn't looking good and when I woke up in the morning there was rain hammering down. It continued for some time so the ride, which I'd aborted around 0600hrs, was a non-starter, although I think Andy did get out. I was considering getting out and doing my hill run around the block, but I didn't. I slobbed about for most of the day, fretting about this and that.
Now it's Monday morning and I missed my round-the-block ride. Last week I went out three times so I'll try to make it four this week (Tuesday to Friday) but let's see how the weather performs.
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