After a night of Belgian beers at our new ‘local’ the Creechurch Lane LowLander, followed by a Shami kebab (Dave Lister style!) and a curry on Brick Lane and a late ride home, I didn’t think I’d be setting any speed records the next morning. Well, it seems beer and curry are indeed rocket fuel!
The ride in to work took 40:33 or thereabouts, a full 5 minutes faster than my previous best commute time.
Drafting everything on the road and actually using the big ring for a change helped. Oh, in case you’re wondering I was riding the Ribble since I snapped the brake cable on the Cnutster/Twatster/Langster the other day and didn’t want to ride it brakeless in the pissing rain. The same morning, after swapping bikes, I snapped a spoke on the Ribble! Cycle Surgery couldn’t find a replacement Mavic Cosmos spoke so the whole bike wobbles like a mental.. and I still set a PB on it. 🙂
Are you sure it was spoke-induced wobbles and not just the DTs?????
Good work on the PB tho’.. that’s what a coach likes to hear! ;-P
Well it was wobbling when I was drunk AND sober, so it can’t be the DTs.
A coach likes to hear their rider is a drunk? Sweet! Party time!
That’s cos I am sadistic (quote) and will have some pain written up for you in the next 24 hrs… you need to visit the spewzone.. my favourite place.. not.