This is my 5th year commuting by bike and I cannot remember a summer when I have had to consistently wear a long sleeve in the morning as often as this one. In the past, I could count on one hand the times that I have had to wear the thin long sleeve. You can more than double that this year. If it wasn’t for the C word, this would make 2020 memorable.
So it was in 10°C at 7 this morning that I pedalled off into the cool morning air wondering if the summer will be kind enough for me to go sleeveless at least once in the mornings as in previous years. It was an ugly ride in and while it was on a mostly quiet route, whenever I encountered a motor vehicle, it wasn’t pleasant. The lowlight was the flat bed truck close passing near a roundabout only to turn left. I was going straight and as he stopped to wait to turn I passed him his right, mouthing words that rhyme with duckin’ kick and smiled at the 🔔🔚, leaving him in my wake while he continued to wait in traffic. For the rest of the ride, I played around with some lyrics in my head and came up with an ear worm for my ride title on Strava, based on a The Police song.
I had a plan to drop by Toolstation to collect a new expandable hose for the garden but a couple of midwives delayed me being late for our appointment and taking far too long to do what they needed to do without me. And then they left without saying goodbye while I waited to lock up and go. I don’t know when they left but it was too late to get the shop before it closed. Rude. They didn’t know that my garden desperately needs water but what’s happened to professional courtesy?! I found a hose for £5 more elsewhere before heading out of town on a nice warm evening.
Thankfully I prepared by packing a short sleeve top and was soon out in the countryside avoiding rush hour pedalling out my frustration in the clean air. I stopped for a breather, a drink and a read for 20 or so minutes but my Strava app didn’t auto pause slowing the average speed down somewhat. I hate it when that happens but in hindsight it really doesn’t matter. All I’m after is 5000 miles for the year and I am crushing that target at the moment even if I am slow.