Veni, vidi, bici

Veni, vidi, bici = I came I saw I bicycled

Today got the racing bike out the garage pumped the tyres up to what they should be and set off on one of my old 10 mile jogging loops, after the first mile had to walk up Barnton hill not ready for that yet, through Little Leigh then a nice coast down to Willow Green and past Blue Bell Wood (not showing yet) on to Acton Bridge - Davenport sTea room was calling my name but I carried on and saved my £3 in the back pocket for brew emergencies, couldn't cycle up Sandy Lane hill on the way into my old stomping ground Weaverham and thankfully there was a pensioners bench near the top for a sit down and leg stretch before heading back home through Hartford - by the time I got home I could have run it quicker in days gone by - its just another way my body tells me "your getting old" well tough it just means I need to get out more and get faster.
Best sleep I've had in the past 3 months - 2 hours on the settee at tea time then 8 hours solid at night another good reason to get out on the bike on tuesday.

Today there are two types of road cyclists: Cyclists who are faster than me, and me

Life is like a ten speed bicycle. Most of us have gears we never use