Friday was a nice evening for a ride and I headed out with grand plans of an extended loop around the back of Stockport towards Marple and home. This plan was rather scuppered by a puncture on one of the climbs. Now this wouldn’t have been so bad if it was a normal puncture, but no a piece of glass had slashed through the top of the GP4000 and if the tube was pumped up beyond about 40 psi it bulged through the carcass. So it was a slow, careful and squidgy ride home.
I dusted off my rugby boots on Saturday for a game. I felt much better this year than on previous occasions because I feel like I’ve put a good number of miles in this year. Shortly after the kick off for the second half, a crushing tackle from one of the oppositions front row, left me feeling a bit green. It was one of those moments where you get that sickly feeling in your stomach. Pause and assess: Well I’m still standing so my leg can’t be broken…. Phew, just a dead leg then, but this one is a humdinger. Hobbled about for the rest of the half trying to run it off, but no luck – this one’s a keeper. Home, shower, slap on a load of Deep Heat and then head out on the Singlespeed. Not feeling too great, certainly no power, so kept it local and the pace comfortable.
Slept all Sunday morning, eventually waking up and then faffing around before limbering up enough to get out on the bike. First 10 minutes were really uncomfortable, but eventually the leg seemed to free up a bit. Managed to ride out to the M60 exploring some old bits of trail I first explored a few years ago. there’s been a lot of changes, with new housing developments coming up. Nasty north easterly wind coming in made the ride out hard work, but otherwise okay.
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