Upcoming Rides:
The 1st November has been pencilled in for a mad mooch up through Saddleworth and back down to Stalybridge, covering a total of 50 miles. Details of the journey can be found here. If you wish to join us for the day then drop me a line. Current attendees are Myself, Chris, Emma Rush, Lost Sheep (if she can) and Crimmey (if its not raining).

Pace won’t be anything special, as we are heading up some big hills, and will be about 0800 / 0830 start. Meeting point to be arranged.

Don’t be scared of us – it shall be a lot of fun I promise.

Morning Commute:
Total Distance: 9.75 miles
Total Time: 41m 4s
Max Speed: 30.2mph
Avg Speed: 14.2mph
Max H/Rate: 171bpm
Avg H/Rate: 143bpm
Avg Cadence: 69rpm

Well well well. I am beginning to think that it isn’t me cursed at all, but anybody in the vicinity of r’Gaz that is cursed, or my curse has transferred.

Perhaps its because when I’m cycling with Gaz and I’m behind, his arse is that big that it blocks all light and views of incoming traffic, and makes it more lethal for me.

Anyway, Nursery drop off was fine, and then I decided at the last minute to go the shorter way as it was a bit nippy.

Due to the fact that there where no incidents, the write up unfortunately is short, as there’s nothing to whinge about or cry about or to get angry about. I like it like that.

I must point out though, that yesterday morning, the bin men where out in force shifting all our rubbish from their wheelie bins into the backs of their trucks, whereby the councils dump it on boats and send it out to a third world country disguised as aid.

I lost my temper (I know, surprising isn’t it) as they keep dumping the fucking bins all across the pavement and you have to be a fucking expert at Tetris to get through them. In the end I just ended up kicking out at the bins and sending them flying so, if your one of the people who’s bins I kicked – I don’t have an issue with you – you line them up nicely in the street allowing people to get past – its the fucking binmen i have an issue with.

Its ironic that they spend their day helping us keep our houses clean and free of shit, but dump bins back on the street like discarded condoms on prom night behind the bike shed. Oh wait… I didn’t see any discarded condoms round there when I was loitering last night.

Morning Commute:
Total Distance: 9.83 miles
Total Time: 45m 20s
Max Speed: 32.1mph
Avg Speed: 13.01mph
Max H/Rate: 175bpm
Avg H/Rate: 154bpm
Avg Cadence: 71rpm

I’m struggling again to muster the energy to get home. I suppose it doesn’t help that all I had for my dinner was some Bachelours Tuscan Tomato Pasta soup (which is bloody delicious), and then just snacked on strawberry laces and drank water, but I’ll have to conquer that bridge myself.

Traffic was horrendous getting out of town, and I was cream crackered. A taxi driver nearly killed me and all he got was a scowl – I couldn’t be arsed arguing. He pulled out right in front of me, then stopped when he saw me and waved me past as though he was doing me a favour.

Perhaps he was just fantasising about how to get the blood off his windscreen had I actually hit him!

That was about it though.

I did have words with a fellow cyclist who was up my arse on a hill (I mean right up my arse), sucking up all my energy and making me uncomfortable, so I said “if you want to overtake me fucking do it, just don’t sit up my fucking arse” – but they had their ipod in so it fell on deaf ears.

I couldn’t be arsed with Devils Hill so I pootled.

I did the extra mile to nursery because I’ve got into the routine of doing it now, and am a little disappointed that I’m just 0.44 miles off 20, but hey ho!

Overtakes: 1
Overtaken: 2
Devils Hill: 1m 34s

Total Commute Extras:
Total Ascent: 822ft