I wanted a rest day today or at least my legs did. But with the weather set fair and rainy tomorrow I decided to push through the lazy barrier and haul myself onto the increasingly sloppy trails. Besides, with a new assessment unit going up in the visitors car park at work, it is almost impossible to find a space after 9 on a Thursday so at least I wouldn’t have that aggravation by driving in. The sky was grey, the trails a deep brown mire scattered with puddles and tyre tracks. I took more road than trail and the lanes were scattered with grit and road wash. It was unexceptional and perfunctory. Get in, shower, start work and get the job done.
By 9.18pm I got the jobs done and it was time to leave in the dark. I spent a few minutes to plot a route back to take me to an early 100 mile week but didn’t bother. That could wait until Sunday’s post clean ride, if/when the rain has passed. So it was my last commute ride of the week and I made it count by being 16km, brief and quicker than usual. Not intentionally quicker but because I kept the balding tyres on what passes for tarmac in my part of the UK.
