After reading Clouds recent blog on The politics of cycling, it started me thinking how nice it would be to dust the cobwebs off my bike again.
T is quite a regular cyclist, often going out for a 20-30 mile ride along the hilly lanes around our home. He’s got a racer, and the roads hold no fear for him, but it’s a different story for me. Mine is a mountain bike, I’d much prefer to be off the beaten track somewhere.
I have ridden on the road with him, in fact it was just after I got my bike. Not having ridden for, well I cant remember when, he suggested going for a short bike ride, so I’d ‘get the feel of it’. Thirteen miles later, (yes, that is THIRTEEN) I collapsed on the sofa, with jelly legs, and wondering if I’d ever see the light of day again. I survived, but needless to say, I chose the odd track on my own from that day on.
Anyway, Clouds had inspired me to want to go out on the roads again.
So as T is getting his bike out, I asked him how far he was going,
“Not far” he announced, “why?” he then continued to list the various villages he’d be passing through.
“Oh, I thought I might tag along with you”, I said, as I mentally clocked up the mileage. Realising it was going to be another marathon, as far as I was concerned, I continued “but I don’t think I’d manage that”
I had hoped he’d shorten his ride, but no chance, so off he went.
Fifteen minutes later my phone rings.
“Vic, I’ve had a puncture”
Now this is fate if it ever was. I had only been talking to a friend earlier about the fantastic slime inner tubes that he has in his wheels, and how, after continually getting punctures month after month prior to fitting these, he’d gone five years without one.
Anyway, he continues “Can you get my car out and come and pick me up please”
So first thought 😈 I grab my phone, there’s got to be a blog post here 😉 I head off down the country lanes and find him standing dejected, in a gateway.
After checking his non puncturing tube for a puncture, he realised it had become slime free. Perhaps slime only has a five year shelf life, or perhaps it had evaporated in the heat.
Popping down to the local Halfords for a new inner tube, Sal and Jasp decided to help with the repair.
On a much shorter ride………………Now, if I’d gone with him in the first place…………….. 😉