2015 - The Summer Of Wind

I honestly cannot remember a Spring and Summer that have been so dominated by strong, annoying, God-is-being-a-bastard-to-cyclists wind as they have this year. I took my bike out for a trip this afternoon and it was horrible. I think I ended up two miles behind where I started. Whichever direction I headed in it was like trying to bike uphill in a wind tunnel. My thighs feel like jelly that has set as hard as concrete. That may sound strangely paradoxical to most of you, but will make perfect sense to my fellow cyclists.
Tomorrow we are meeting some chums of Philippas who like surfing. They claim they will have me ’riding a board’ by the end of the day but I think they will be sadly disappointed. Sitting on a bit of polished wood while the power of the tide crashes into me and drives me on towards a stony shoreline is not my idea of Sunday fun… 

RC 25-7-15
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