The weather kiboshed all that. The cold front that dumped all that dust is still with us, and it's blowing a gale out there from time to time. I don't mind the odd bit of wind when riding to work - after all, if I don't get to the office, I don't get paid - but I am not so inclined to beat myself up on what is supposed to be a relaxing Sunday ride. It's ok for those that only ride occasionally on weekends - they can go out there and do a tough ride and feel good about it, but I'm doing 10 rides a week every week, and I'm only going to add an 11th if I know I will feel uplifted at the end of it.
Apart from the howling wind, it's bloody cold. The minimum dropped last night to 8 - it's been up around the 14 to 15 mark for the last few weeks. That would require visiting the storage containers in the garage and retrieving my winter gear, which I just put away.
I can feel a trip to the hardware store coming on, and a morning spent sorting out some rampant tomato bushes.
Be glad you're not in the garden city - it's blowing a gale, there's dust everywhere, and it's bloody freezing. If you put a spinnaker on your bike, the combination of the downward slope and the wind would have you in Brisbane in an hour.
I suppose that is why I didn’t see you at the start , a rest stop or even at the finish.
Come to think of it I didn’t see you at a comfort stop either ... hang on, wrong ride.
Anyway I did the 50 km and changed from my intended ‘summer’ gear to a long sleeve jersey, long sleeve undershirt with a light weight nylon wind cheater and full length gloves. And I needed them until about 20km when it was comfortable to remove the outer layer and change to half gloves. Mind you I reckon there would have been many cold people out there. At one stage I was fascinated by the goose pimples on the shapely legs of one young female rider who I followed for a while until she seemed to tire.
Anyway it was a first for me and I had decided to ride. There was some congestion at a few locations and the wind did slow things down quite a bit so I was not surprised to take 2 hours to reach the Olympic park but it only took about 20 minutes for the last 10 km around the park.
I love the bit where you get to ride over the Harbour Bridge (in a closed traffic lane, for those that have never done it). It's an interesting experience.
I saw a few hundred cyclists go past when I was stopped at a set of lights, and most looked pretty cold and uncomfortable! I'm very glad I rolled over and slept in.
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