A jolly jaunt 

Set out on my bike for an easy spin, and it ended up slightly longer than I had planned. And with having nothing to eat before I went out, turned unpleasant for the last part.

Its one of my favourite routes, with some minor hills, but generally quite flat. From Ripley I headed out toward Brearton Lane, before going into Scotton with its fast sweeping bends.

Then comes that hill. Some call it minor, I call it a challenge. For me anyway. After that hill, time to recover on the long fast descent into Stavely. But watch that wind, it’s always in your face increasing the work your having todo. Hunker down and cut through it as best you can.

Through Stavely and onto Minskip Road. A long undulating road, but strangely fast. Next thing you know your crossing the A1 and into Boroughbridge, with its ever present aroma of cowshit.

Finally head out of Boroughbridge and into Roecliffe and its massive industrial area, but a lovely village. Following the road all the way to Bishop Monkton. A wonderful road to ride, but be careful as it is liable to extreme floods and it also gets very narrow toward Bishop Monkton. I looked down at my Garmin here, and noticed my power meter had died. I’ve had more issues with stages than anything else. So stopped, removed battery and reset the crank and it appears to be working again. Off I pedal through Monkton and toward Knaresborough. By this point I’m feeling really heavy legs, with hunger pangs rippling round my stomach. Knowing there’s another steep lump to climb I battle on wishing I had a banana in my pocket.

Through Knaresborough and the gauntlet of shitty drivers and zombie pedestrian idiots I make it onto the Beryl Burton Cycleway. No way in hell I can muster anything to get up the hill, so I get off and push the bike up. Finally close to home, there is only one long slope to climb before home.

Bilton Lane isn’t steep, it isn’t even difficult, my best time up it is 2:15,generally I do it in just over 3. But this time, with zero energy and a serious bonk going on, I plod up it at a very sedate 9mph against the ever present headwind.

Finally all downhill to home, bike back in the garage and food. And drink.

Jockey On

I’ve not had much luck with after market jockey wheels. I tried the BBB ceramics pictured, but they would have a tendency for riding over the chain on the lower jockey wheel requiring a back pedal to reset. 

This might however of been due to the derailleur hanger being out of line, I don’t know. The stock jockeys seem to have a range of float, so they arnt really affected by hangar alignment in a great way. 

But now, as my stock jockeys are considerably worn, it’s time to replace them. So I’m revisiting the alloy jockeys. 

Only time will tell if a straight derailleur hangar solved the chain mesh issue. 

A second is a lifetime.. 

I really thought that I might of got PB on this segment, but alas, I missed it by a second. One measly second. Oh well. I did however get a PB on the longer segment that this segment is part of, so that’s something at least.

wp-image--487355481However, I’m hoping the cyclist that came off on the A61, which is a nasty road to ride is ok. I stopped and asked if he was ok, said he was but looked a bit shaken.

That particular stretch of road is really bad, national speed limit and lots of twists and turns, and with it being a route to the motorway system sees a lot of heavy traffic.

The Ride

 

Loose cows

Today’s ride was an eventful one. As I’m heading down the cycle path, a rider goes by warning me to watch out for cows. 

Struck me as a lite strange as all the fields around there are arable, and there are no live stock farms for a good few miles. 

Round the corner, and bam. Straight into the buisness end of bovine hell. Shitting everywhere. They cleared down to a field containing wheat, trampling it to nothing as they went. On the way back, they seemed to be content to munch their way through the field. There is going to be one very pissed of farmer to deal with later I’d imagine. 

Disgusting driving

This was recently posted on Twitter, and shows just how idiotic some peoples driving can be. 

This particular cockwomble needs to be charged, at the very least with dangerous driving. 

The company named on the van has apologised on twitter, but then immeadiatly deleted their account. 

Struck down 

it’s been a beautiful couple of days. But the cold virus has laid me low for them unfortunately. 

Started with that all too common scratchy throat and annoying cough. Quickly identified the person most likely to of spread it, called him an utter cockwomble and buckled down for the ride. That night brought headaches, harsh coughing and extreme fatigue. No way in hell could I of rode. It was a beautiful day, and being on the late shift I’d had the opportunity to ride, but it was a no go. 

Work wasn’t fun to say the least, but when is it? Plugged on. By the time I woke up, some 10 hours later I was feeling better, now it’s just down to a slight cough and sore throat. It’s gone pretty much as soon as it started. So hopefully after work tomorrow, I might try and get a quick easy 8 miles easy ride. 

Standard tips for dealing with a cold

  1. Vitamin C. There is a whole other debate if this works or not, but it’s always had an effect with me. Scoff down those oranges and kiwifruit. 
  2. Sleep. Don’t be afraid to stay in bed. Sleep gives your body time to address the issue.
  3. Fluids. Drink water. Drink loads of water. Your body will use it to flush out the mucus and other shit. 

    If you decide to ride, take it easy. Pay zero attention to your heart rate which will show high, as your fighting the bug. In fact, pay no attention to any metric, you won’t be operating at your best, so don’t try and push it. Just enjoy being on your bike, like all those years ago where it was all about the love of riding.. 🙂 

    During my mandated rest period, I did find this rather entertaining blog which goes into detail about cyclists and cold, and is worth a flick through the posts.