I've been a bit rubbish recently, well not a bit rubbish but completely crap. I've been feeling pretty bad, the house is hard work with no running water downstairs and we've been sleeping on an airbed in the front room. Work is mega busy and weekends are always full.
On Saturday we were due to go to Oxford and meet up with some of Sarah's uni friends all very well and good but they don't like dogs and as it was going to be a hot day so my original plan of having him in the car and walking him every so often wasn't going to work. Fortunately Mark agreed to look after him for the day and also suggested a Sunday morning bike ride, short on excuses I agreed.
I woke early discovered my bike wasn't a pile of rusting parts and got ready, I felt ill and wanted to cancel and go back to bed (well air bed). I didn't cancel I went.
Swinley was dry and fast the day was beautiful. We rode up onto Watson's wander, down through Mordor, Seagul (the right way ending at 5 star post), and onto Stickler with a new bit I've not ridden before, Tank Traps, Jump Gulley and lovely meander round the pond, up the wall (didn't make it) and down the Labyrinth.
14 miles all in and a couple of hours and guess what, I loved it, I can't really work out why I haven't ridden that much this year because after 2 hours out I had a huge smile and felt much better.
