
I said in my last post how I thought country roads were quieter, well let me explain. On bank holiday Monday I decided that after work (yes, unfortunately some of us had to) I would go out on a new route, from Badby to Preston Capes, Canons Ashby, Eydon, Woodford Halse, Byfield, Hellidon, Catesby, Badby around 22 miles.
I set off in a really good frame of mind, and was psyching myself up to scaling ‘Bulls Hill’, which is just the other side of the village, when I heard in the distance the now all too familiar sound of the boy racers bass beat. They came screeching around the bend on my side of the road, heading straight for me! I swerved out the way only to end up sprawled in a hedgerow full of stinging nettles!! OUCH!! They didn’t even stop the bas****s. I was stung all up my left arm & leg and through my shorts!! And if you have ever been stung by nettles then you know how much they can hurt. I spat on the nearest dock leaves and rubbed frantically but there were just too many. So I decided to take my mind of the pain by carrying on regardless. What a trooper!! However, I did cut the ride short as I was by now a little shaken up and prickly. So I didn’t go as far as I’d originally planned, but still did 18 miles. I put some vinegar on the stings when I got home on Mum’s recommendation and smelt like a big chip!!
I went out again on Tuesday and did about 13.5 miles. I love this weather, but it makes the cycling a little harder!! Have to make sure that I take on enough fluids as I sweat like mad!
On Thursday I was so excited!! I went to Milton Keynes to ride with Emily, Grant & my boss John Hunter came for a ride out too. The thing that was making me excited was that after the ride I was bringing 'The Beast’ home! So we set out and went out on the Woburn ride we’d done the other week. It was definitely a little easier this time and managed the hills better, but they weren’t easy (I suppose they’re not meant to be really!). Anyway, it was a beautiful sunny, warm evening. We did 22 miles in about 1 ½ hours, pulled up on Grant’s drive in the following order, Em, Grant, Me, John. I pulled on my brakes and promptly fell over sideways because I forgot to unclip my feet!!! These bloody cleats!! John wondered what the hell I was doing, Em said one minute I was there, and next I was gone! I just lay on the floor in hysterics!! I’ve got a corking bruise on my leg (see the photo above). It still doesn’t count as my ‘first blood’ because I didn’t lose any skin & it wasn’t at speed! I think Grant is making the rules up as he goes along! I think I’m going to write on my hands next time so I don’t forget. Anyway as I said I was excited because 'The Beast’ was coming home with me, and as a good friend would say, ‘Yeah Roight’, because during my acrobatics, I had managed to bend the handle bars! So Grant had to keep it to change them over. So I returned home Beast less but it’s definitely coming home with me on Sunday after our ride at Oxford and thereby hangs another tale…………