Today was a good day. This morning was a ride to workers Lent Mass and then on to work. The M11 junction traffic was chocka due a “police incident” overnight closing the motorway overnight. I pretended that I was an urban commuter as I filtered in and out of the sluggish movement of vehicles.
Things are warming up. Green shoots are appearing on the shrubs, the magnolias are starting to flower, the permawet of winter is fading and I’m in shorts. Most of the time. I was planning on an early escape from work only to discover a flat. 3 thorns in the front tyre was my reward for the early morning adventure on the bridal ways. And for thinking how long it was since I had a flat-the puncture fairy strikes again.
My new puncture repair tool is a pair of needle holders. Used to hold a suturing needle for simple wound closure, they are excellent at grabbing a thorn from the outer edge of the tyre and pulling it out. I recommend getting your hands on one if you ride off road.
It’s less than a quarter of the way through the year but I’m already a quarter of the way to my century of commutes target.
The signs are good for a bumper year in the saddle…