The Cycling Mayor (Jennifer, Jenny, Jen) visited today to join me on a spin around Exmoor, to take in the sights and the hills. She always enjoys visiting the area, especially the scenic drive along the A39 from Bridgwater and back again ;) I thought we'd do one of my regular routes, a quick spin to Porlock, up the Toll road and over the moors to Exford then home with a great descent from Wheddon Cross.
Unusually it wasn't raining but it was a bit misty on the moors, but the wind was behind us on the way out to which I was told off for having in our faces on the way home. Some of you may remember my idea to write a book about crap excuses, well I think I added some more to the mental list today. My legs didn't seem to want to work today for whatever reason and I struggled up the Toll road as the Mayor disappeared into the distance. Just to rub it in she popped back to check I was actually moving on a couple of occasions and was thoroughly enjoying herself on what must be one of the best bits of black stuff around these parts.
A quick blast through the moving mist down to Exford were my gears decided to stop working for some reason but then started working again, sort of, just as quickly. When I say sort of they started working like an automatic car, changing for me at random moments as I pedalled along, bit of fettling needed I think. A quick stop at the Bus stop in Exford to fiddle with gears and take pics only to find the battery was flat on my camera. Up the hill out of the village and onto Wheddon Cross and down the hill, always a blast and then some flat stuff, into the wind and home.
It was great to get out and ride with Jennifer again, always a laugh even if it's at my expense :)
Just one of those days for me today, legs felt heavy, I felt heavy which resulted in any incline being a struggle, heavy bones, that's what it is !
Here's the Strava bit....