The ride to CJ was uneventful i.e. I managed to unclip successfully each time I came to a stop. Heh heh heh. Now that I have adjusted the cleats on the MT20D’s correctly they really are the business. You can feel the difference immediately. You feel at one with your machine almost. By forgetting about the mechanics of keeping your feet on the pedals and in the correct position one can concentrate on nice smooth fluid strokes(steady there) of the old legs.
I found a Helly Hansen long-sleeve base layer on ebay for 13 quid yesterday which was a bit of a bargain. I need to get a few more base layers as I only have two and it’s getting a hassle to wash them every couple of days(I know I should do it every day but as long as they don’t hum TOO much…).
So back to the ride. The sun was out but when I set off it was a little chilly. I warmed my legs up slowly down Wickham Road with it’s TWO, yes count them, sinusoidal speed bumps. The other speed bumps are the cliff face types that you really cannot take at any speed unless you want your wheels to self-destruct. Onto the A2 and things were relatively calm. A couple of lycra warriors overtook me. I overtook a couple of other cyclists so nothing out of the ordinary. Onto the hellish Queens Road which it’s barrage of pot holes constantly jarring the wrists and again trying to trash my wheels. I hate that stretch of road. It is made worse by some recent road works causing the traffic to queue up through Peckham. Reminder to self. Go via Peckham Rye next time and come out by The Academy.
Camberwell New Road, very quiet and onto Wandsworth Road. The usual Estate Agents’ in their souped up Minis neglecting to indicate. The final stretch up Lavender Hill. When I first started my commuting that hill was a real effort now it is a breeze(maybe I had the wind behind me). Down onto Grants Road and I just made my train after thinking I had bags of time.
Another day, another commute.