21st September (#102)

I didn’t know whether this was a true work commute because Mondays are a day off. From paid employment anyway. There is a suturing session tomorrow morning and with my tech away, I had to go in and get some pig belly out of the freezer to thaw. It takes a whole day so we can prep it for the lesson the following day. Apparently it’s the the best other than human skin to practice on.

As is my Monday routine, I dropped the boys off at school and parked up at the supermarket. It was very misty but not so cool. There was a promise of another sunny day when it lifted so I headed on trails, byeways and bridleways towards the airfield for some atmospheric, desolate beauty. With no rain for the past 2 weeks, the trails are still quite hard, concrete hard. Which is just as well as the new tyres that I ordered last week arrived but were not the 29×2.30 that I requested. If it was wet, my bald tyres would not be up to much and I am lucky to only have had 2 punctures in the last 3 weeks.

My planned short stay at work was scuppered by a contractor appearing to conduct some electrical testing and being dragged into work politics. When I extracted myself from my office, the mist had lifted to reveal a glorious day. September is the gift that keeps on giving. It brightened my mood to be out in the sun again, knowing that my brief spell of hell was over for the day. I rushed through some very unrush hour roads to get home to take the pooch out for her constitutional wander around the forest.

After flushing out some deer and several unrequited attempts at squirrels, it was time for a late lunch and then to collect the boys. My 3rd ride of the day felt leisurely as I not so much tore up the trails but clattered along hard tractor tracks and glided gently down roads whenever I could. I cut through an infrequently used bridleway to take me past a quarry, through a 10metre patch coated either side with nettles liberally brushing my shins with their spiteful sting. This is the price to pay for avoiding traffic sometimes, hopefully worth it for the 50km day.

102, another B2W world record, smashing last years bike commute tally. Onwards!

About biking2work

Sometimes bad tempered Dad to 2 sons who break things. Use the 2 wheels to get from A to B when I can
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