Today’s commute was more interesting than most. The End.

Joking aside..

Cruising in to Regent’s Park Outer Circle I was going to do some cool down laps. I found a bunch swapping turns so I joined on the back for a bit, but rather than ride with them I decided to let them go – it was only a cool down ride after all and they were going too fast for me to actually lose heat.

Another bloke asked if I was with them as I dropped off the back. “Nup”.

I sat on his wheel as he was going slower, but then he tows me back to the bunch! I thought I’d latch on to them for a bit longer even though they were moving faster than I’d have liked. But then tower goes past the bunch – with me on his wheel. Doh! Is he doing turns with them now? Is he passing them? This feels all foreign to me now..

Fsck it! I’m so used to riding alone and chasing down everything in sight I bust past the lot of them! Then, like the total knob I am, I turn off and ride the 50m left to work. I’m sure they were thinking “wanker” and I don’t blame them, I would be too.

Instead of riding and/or chatting with them and maybe finding a regular bunch to cut some laps with, I was a tool. Oh well – it’s not the first time. It wont be the last time. Sorry bunch people. *hopes they forget me*