As part of my fitness plan I cycle around 14 miles every Sunday morning. We don't have too many mountain in Lincolnshire so it isn't a really hard cross country circuit, but it gets my heart pumping and I get out into the countryside with my thoughts for a while.
Yesterday morning it rained. Lots.
Really, really lots.
I still went out.
One stretch is a narrow, downhill path alongside a field. I really got up some speed on that, even though the ground was very slippery and I was a bit of a passenger a couple of times. At the end of this stretch is a very narrow bridge (~ 1m) onto a dirt track. I attacked this with my usual level of enthusiasm and then thought about how I was going to manage the hard left turn onto the track.
After that things went a little bit fuzzy for a while, and then I remember getting up and thinking "I hope nobody saw that". Closely followed by "Ouch".
I remounted and felt more that a little wobbly so decided to cut my ride short and headed the shortest way home. It rained a bit more while I was cruising home just to brighten my mood.
I've got a good graze on my arm and a big hole in my knee. I also discovered a scrape on the side of my helmet which explains the wobbly feeling. By the time I got home my left leg and shoe were distincly red in colour. Doesn't a little bit of blood go a long way?
Anyway, the long short of this:
1 If you go out cycling, wear a suitable helmet that fits properly
2 At my age I really should know better
3 Don't expect any sympathy from your wife when you drip blood on the kitchen floor
