Having realised this morning that i haven’t actually built up a fully working mtb since the strathpuffer last week, i headed out for a quick spin on the road bike.
I had no real plans and didn’t want to be out for too long so decided to just hammer round the trough of bowland, which i duly did.
There were quite a few other riders out and about (i discovered later that preston wheelers had a reliability trial going on, which explained it) and somehow fate managed to spread them out in such a way that i saw at least one other rider on every hill.
You can probably guess what i’m going to say next.
With a rider ahead of me on every hill, knowing i was only out for a few hours and coming off a rest week I was in the mood for rider destruction 
2hrs 38min and 51.26miles after i set off i arrived home with every scalp i saw hanging (metaphorically) off my bars and a HRM that had hardly stopped flashing warnings at me for the whole ride.
Ha!
OK it was possibly not the greatest bit of training for the summer 24hr races, but it was lots of fun, good for the soul and left my legs in a state of shock…which is something they’d better get used to 
2hrs 38mins
51.26miles
169bpm av. (201 max)
250ml water drunk (oops!), nowt to eat
12 riders destroyed (politely, of course;always say hello)
2 dour looking women in full “Fat Birds Don’t Fly” race kit waved at cheesily (“cheer up love”)
time for a coffee methinks
i’m ignoring the car at the moment.
I’ve entered Hit the North. You should too. It’ll be ace. 12hrs racing/playing/just having a go on a decent course that isn’t down south. GET IN
