With 100 km under my wheels from the previous day, I met Steve for a late morning blast to Malpas (near the Welsh border) and back (46 km). I was very apprehensive about going for the ride, half expecting my legs to seize up, my body to run out of energy, and my backside to feel like a pincushion. I needn't have worried as I felt pretty good for most of it, just a little sore (backside again!) towards the end. This was all good news as it meant that stringing day after day of 100 + km is definitely possible with good planning. Steve was clipping along well, working on cadence while monitoring his heart rate. It sure jumps going up those long hills. Look out for the suicidal bunnies though! Just out of Malpas, the skies became very heavy and dark. We decided to b-line back to mine for coffee and cake (strawberry mmmm, thanks Maile!).
I spent the rest of the afternoon de-gunking my chain. This is necessary job but I am learning to really really hate it.
Chuck
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