The numbers at the meeting point were down on previous week. Some said that it was because it was because it was getting colder. Even I felt that arm warmers were required but not the two or three layers that the others were wearing. We followed the usual route down to the coast. With the small numbers it would have been impossible for me to avoid being on the front. I took my turn and even managed to get on to the back of the bunch. I started losing them just after the surf club and they were totally out of sight by the time I reached the sailing club. I turned at the roundabout and headed back with Paul. He’d been suffering from a virus recently and couldn’t keep up with the fast boys either. At least we got back to the café before the fast boys, if only by a minute.
I joined the slower Wednesday group at the usual place on Gracie the trike. The plan was to go along the river path and then return to a café in town. The problem with this plan was that the route went very close to my house. I really didn’t feel like making the return trip back into town. I don’t know why but todays ride was particularly slow and disjointed. This made up my mind to cut the ride short and head home, I wasn’t really enjoying the ride.
A friend called out of the blue for a quick chat and to make arrangements for meeting at the top of a hill on Friday. Now all I had to work out was which bike to tackle the hill on.
After doing the shopping and changing a light bulb I felt strong enough to tackle the ironing pile. The fact that I felt tired from the early start and the cycling made the mindlessness of ironing even more attractive.
I felt tired but still went to swim training as I felt I should. It was a case of short term pain against a long-term plan and I opted for the long-term plan. I had second thoughts when I looked at the session. There was far too much kicking and sprinting for my liking. It would have been churlish to turn round and go home but I did consider it. Instead I suffered through the session and ended up with aching legs.
We had soup and bread for tea as it was simple and easy to prepare. I managed to eat it without falling asleep but it was a close-run thing