Today, I should have been out on the mountain bike with a couple of friends. In the usual slack way it didn't happen and i spent the early part of my day off farting around on the interweb, reading other peoples blogs and tweets. After well I'll just have another brew and there was that thing I meant to look into, I decided to shake myself.
My riding slackness seems to be never ending at the mo. I have every intention of riding far and fast, it just never happens.
Today though I turned to friends for a kick up the arse. last month big Steve wrote about faux belgian-ness. This seems to be my go to. After a quick recap of this I stumbled across Jenn's blog about riding with Ipods.
I had a plan, a quick 45 minutes on the road bike and dammit I'll take my 2 months old Ipod. (luddite).
I seem to be ending up out on the road alot these days, all be it, on jake the snake with his big tyres and mudguards. It just seems less hassle than the mountain bikes.
It's cabbage picking season down here. Every back road, the type cyclists like, is covered in mud. Big chunks of mud at the edges and greasey compacted mud under the car tyre tracks. it was muddier than most cross races.