Should I venture out tomorrow, and brave the predicted -2 temperatures? Or should I stay in, and gorge on videogames and exercise biking to episodes of Supernatural? The idea of getting out really appeals to me, especially if there’s snow. The idea of repeating last winter’s five month chest infection does not, and I’ve already got a bad cough.
So, not updated in a while. BAD MISSUS, BAD. I didn’t go biking last week, was feeling a bit phlegmy and grim memories of the October ’09 to March ’10 chest infection kept rearing its ugly head. I did go biking in the previous weeks though.
I’m chuffed to bits that I did the Chase Skills course – it brought up my speed quite a bit, I’m definitely more confident, taking corners better and not losing as much speed due to over-braking. Plus I’m merrily manualling about! I’m still too chicken to do the Werewolf though – I know I can do it, I know exactly how to do it… it’s just actually doing it that’s the problem.
Had a bit of a comedy mishap on the bridge at end of the Stegosaur the other week. There were a couple of novice riders on the rocks pulled over to the side. Mr Toast went straight past them, and I thought they’d let me pass too – but unfortunately one of them set off just as I caught them up. She bottled it on the last couple of steps, so I waited for her to sort herself out then restarted on the bridge. Started to pedal and somehow managed to propel the Professor off to the side – still not sure how it happened! I think it was as my right foot moved the pedal down my bike slipped sideways, I toppled to the right but was still pedalling – I literally landed in the middle of the bridge and shot my bike off to the left. Bizarre. I managed to brush myself off and grumble at my wounded pride, lift my bike back on and carried on!
It was another fairly swift lap considering the conditions. I mourned the loss of Evil Root Number Two – its face has finally been chewed through by many a spinning wheel. Rumour has it it’s going to be replaced with a rock…