This has been my last training weekend, apparently I now taper until the ride. (For taper read do nothing!) Not because I don't want to ride this week but because my bike is being cleaned tomorrow for its holiday. (You're right, I'm happy with my interpretation of tapering)
The weekend plan was 20 miles on Saturday and a longer ride on Sunday. Schoolgirl error - I believed him. I didn't take my mid ride banana on Saturday as I thought I didn't need it, unfortunately for me 20 was actually 35 and my banana would have been appreciated. The ride was non-stop except for when I rescued a black lab pup who had escaped onto a main road. I also experienced my first road rage incident. Idiot in a big, black, shiny, open backed truck was shouting and hooting at 2 fellow cyclists coming in the opposite direction as he overtook them, I felt compelled to join in and gave him what for as he passed us. Fellow cyclists gave me a thumbs up and driver gave me a mouthful. We later spent 40 minutes riding in the opposite direction to a Sportif and must have said "hi" a hundred times; happy bunch these cyclists.
Today was less eventful. 20 was only 24, the weather was fine and apart from a bullock on the road everyone behaved themselves. (I left Andy to sort the bullock, not cute enough for me)
I might not have been too keen when the ride to Paris was first mentioned, or the second, third, forth, fifth (you get the picture) time it was mentioned until I eventually agreed. But I'm really looking forward to it now.
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