Thursday, 2 April 2015

2/04/2015

6am NRR:
Bloody rowers! It's a very rare day that I'm the smallest bloke rolling turns, but that's exactly how it was this morning. Drew Ginn was doing about a third of the work on the way south, Youngie and Nathan Wood chopped him out for about a quarter of the work each, and I picked up the final sixth of time at the front. Just before Mordi, Drew and Nathan opened up a small gap. Despite Youngie burying himself repeatedly, and several 8ish people working groups, we never caught the two tall men.

That trip along the beach, getting lashed equally by Mick's turns, gusty cross winds, and a desire to catch the two out front, now feels like a good one. I'm home, I'm safe, I've had several coffees and a good laugh with mates about the pain in my legs. At the time though, I don't think I would have agreed that it was good times. At the time, I was concentrating on riding, on staying upright, on how much room each rider we passed needed, and where the tail of riders behind me was positioned on the road.

Strava link.

D: 44.6km
A: 217m

Commute:

D: 5.0km
A: 35m

PMPW: 85kg

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