For the first time in ages, my legs didn’t want it this morning. I considered driving but then remembered that I had my new glasses to collect at 3 and had planned to go home from there. To take the car would mean finding a car park in town or walking to and from the shop and driving home from work. Both would be a hassle for different reasons and I had planned to ride home while it was still light for a change.
Stuff it! It wasn’t that cold and my legs would soon get with the programme. It took longer than it usually does but after 5km, I had switched off with some mental rehearsal of a busy day ahead. Thereafter the ride was all a blur except for the 2nd morning running, a kind driver held back from passing allowing me to hop over the road and onto the puddles of the river trail. Thanks drivers! Towards the end of the ride, my legs reminded me that they weren’t happy and they were going to give me hell on the way back.
And so it was. I made a short trip to Specsavers to collect my new glasses. My old emergency ones were held together by tape (broken bridge) and were fogged by scratched lenses. Afterwards, I made use of the remaining daylight to get an extra bonus 5km in despite my protesting legs. The tailwind made it bearable although it was feeling cool as the day faded. I just glided down the hills, freewheeling to save the juice in my near empty tank to help me up the rises.
Looking at the forecast, it would be the last of any dry stuff for a couple of days with rain being more or less persistent over the weekend. A good time for a clean and degrease I think. Thank God that was Friday!