Friday, April 22, 2011

Good Fryday

Finally my new club diverts out in my direction in the form of a gentle flatlands ride for Good Fryday.

A heavy week of running and riding training repeatedly hangs me off the back of the group but mostly they wait for me, only at the point where, thankfully, I know my way home, do they piss off once and for all.

The lunch stop at Lisa's is an improvement on greasy Jo's with the Swindon Road Club and at least a 113 km ride is worth getting out of bed for. Kev earns the nickname pussy waggon after he offers to push me and his daughter (the only other woman on this ride) at the same time.

I wonder why I bother with club riding and think of going out with the Sheffield Tri Club who at least have compulsory cafe stops.

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