i rode to work this morning as a start to the new year’s training regime. it was a 17 mile stretched commute with a couple of horrible hills. i felt a bit tired, and the headwind was quite stiff, but generally i survived the experience. strangely i forgot my helmet. this was because i put my merino skullcap on, then my bag, and forgot my helmet. i guess i looked like some sort of medieval monk. i was listening to the bike show, a PBP special (listen here) hearing brave tales of epic derring do by crazed audaxers riding a billion miles in 60 hours made me feel slightly ashamed.
anyway, enough. i was planning to ride home slightly further as well, but it was too much, the wind was way too strong and i felt pretty unsafe. it was as strong and hectic as the wind has been for some time. i cut it short and headed home, hands on the widest bit of the drops. i was also getting a bit knocky, having cut down (read: stopped eating at christmas levels) on scran.
here’s hoping it’s calmer tomorrow. this belgian weather is good for belgians.