Big cake

No rider wants to be the weakest link in a group ride. I remember turning up at the bus in my early years and looking around at the riders hoping somebody slower than me would turn up.
today I was the weakest link.
when all your mates know your struggling they never leave you. they just slow up and ride at your redline pace so they can take the piss. very childish but piss funny. they also ask you questions on the steeper climbs knowing fool well you can't fucking breathe. I do love that if I'm honest. not sure you get that in many other sports.

anyway, I had a cold so that's my excuse for any lack of talent today and I'm sticking to it.
top route today which when blind Pete is back riding we will plot with his shiny new Garmin thingy route GPS planner thing and stick it on Pedal Stop.
top cafe that in a pickle is. I wasn't in a pickle but more a tangle when I got there. foods great, just do t mention feminism, don't think it worked for Al.

biggest chocolate cake I've ever seen. pretty sure Mr Joy could have eaten that all on his own and still ridden back in front of me. but we are athletes so only bothered with every other sticky bin in the shop.

even though I was struggling I still did Winnats Pass after a full breakfast.
even got to rehydrate at the Nags an
d take in some sun. quality day in the sun riding with some great mates. my helmet was that salty after I had to put it in the sink. had to use a chair for that as I'm a short arse.