Saturday, 4 July 2009

Head in the other direction and don't stop till you see the sea

After last weeks ride, this morning I got up early, ate porridge, yep porridge in the middle of summer, and set off in the other direction. First stop Boxhill Viewpoint, check out the video.

Onwards from there, this was an eat and drink fest of a ride. So I broke out the midmorning brunch, steak, 2 veg, gravy ..... no, nothing as tasty. Eat powerbar, and power gels, drink gatorade, eat powerbars, drink gatorade. Ummmm nice, not, but it's energy and I was determined to keep getting it in. Even then I don't think I did enough. So I cycled on, Dorking, Brockham, Leigh, Charlwood, Gatwick and Crawley. Yeah my favourite destination, all rides should lead to Crawley. But not ending there, South out of Crawley, towards Horsham, cut off towards Colgate, get lost, end up going towards Pease Pottage, cut off down towards Lower Beeding, somehow end up in Henfield, then onwards to Shoreham. Stop to see brothers old boat, still moored there, have a chat with owners, then off to Worthing, up the A27 to Horsham, cut back over towards Crawley to miss 10% hill into Rusper (wimp), then head to Rusper as it's like a magnet drawing me in, and Newdigate, Brockham, Pixham and back up the zigzag to home. 6 hours of riding, 1 sore arse, 2 swollen balls, found my sun glasses I left hanging on a gate a month ago and I still can't see how I am going to make the Ironman 112miles.

But holy balls ache Batman, the pressure of sitting on a saddle for 6 hours is pain. It's must be like getting bedsores or something, I slap loads of that cyclists cream on but that area still hurts, man what do TdF riders do?

Took the bike to Cycles Dauphin to service before Ironman UK. I can forsee that come the middle of August I am not going to want to see that bike again.

Things I learnt today

It's better to head away from London.

All roads lead to Crawley

My right knee is not playing the game and is complaining when I stand and pump the pedals

Need to stand every now and again to get the blood back into my 'mens bits'