|Bike leant against the wall, me in the shade.|
Just back from the last ride of the weekend. It always seems better to have cycled on a bank holiday, a day stolen from the work week. And only four days of work until the next time. Life is good.
Saturday was a testing ride, taking in a few of the steepest hills around me.
Sunday was a little easier, a gentle ride to Westerham. It was a longer ride, but less severe hills.
|Picture from a while ago. Winston Churchill on Westerham green.|
Then there is the bonus day.
It started as a steady ride to Chevening. Until I was overtaken, now this happens a lot but this time a wanted to push myself. Within a few seconds I decided to catch up and see how long I could stay with him. I watch a lot of bike racing and when a rider accelerates away the commentators say the rest of the racers have to react quickly. Now I know how quickly. He wasn't going much faster than me, but the short delay before I gave chase meant he was well up the road. And it took a lot of effort to close the gap. I stayed with him over the undulating route for five or six miles before I turned off. It's amazing how much difference to my average speed this short burst made. I cycled on past Chevening; it was one of those "I could cycle all day", days. But I did need to get home so I completed a circular loop through Dunton Green back to Chevening, then back along Pilgrims Way, up Clarks Lane and through Woldingham. The only steep hill being Burntwood Lane near to home.
A bit of advice: there are a lot of insects flying around. So keep your mouth shut. You're welcome.