That's right, it looks like i'm going to be heading back to the flatlands shortly, to relive my formative years of riding through cabbage fields into headwinds. Cambridge is beckoning, and with the start of a new job a mere month away, it's all looking a bit hectic. Rachel and I have done some internet research, looking for places to live, and in fact she's down there right now with some viewings ahead tomorrow. I can only being to imagine how we're going to get all those bikes down there in one piece, let alone into one house...
Meanwhile, i've been making the most of my last few weeks with relatively decent hills to ride, although i kind of got the riding the wrong way round. Yesterday was another lovely lactate session on the rollers - indoors on a nice, sunny and not-too-windy day, with the added disadvantage that my time off the bike with a cold meant that i couldn't even finish the session i had planned. Today, a day of blustery winds and freezing and hard rain was the day for a 4hr ride. Possibly a little optimistically, i headed out in the sunshine with a gilet, but no rain jacket, and of course it wasn't to last! On a nice fast downhill past the entrance to Belvoir castle, the heavens opened, and i was drenched. I gradually dried out on the way back, but freezing cold hands (i was only wearing track mitts - error number 2) did make every minute seem to drag. No matter, i got back in one piece, and thankfully didn't puncture (ever noticed how they happen when you can least be bothered to fix them?).
Tomorrow is a day off the bike, just a bit of core work to stop the Thetford back from striking again, so i'm hoping to head out with the parents for a day out. Fingers crossed for better weather...
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