johnpembo73
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My ride started on Saturday. From not riding for 3 weeksmainly because of Holidays I was excited to get going again and planned myroute. A 62 mile route to Macclesfield up to cat and fiddle and back homethrough Congleton and Sandbach. I did a quick once over on my bike, checked allgears brakes tyres and all that. That night my wife and I heard a huge bang andhiss my rear inner tube had blown around the valve. That was replaced to findthe spare had a fault to. Ahhh. In the morning I bought 2 spares and fitted oneto the bike.
Off I went bottles loaded up with water and home-made isotonicdrink but in the willing to get off I forgot my food L eek I’d regret that later on.Just out-side Macclesfield I get a puncture, a young cyclist stopped to helpwhich was very nice of him. I headed in to the middle of town to thinking I wasgoing the wrong the way for some reason. It was only when I got home I found itwas the right way. I turned back and headed up a steep road called windmillstreet which came round to join Buxton road and up I went. A nice steady climb followedwhich I made more difficult myself at the beginning by taking the wrong roadJ At the top I just hadto sit by the road side and enjoy the view it was breath taking! Clear skies,steady air with no wind. I sat there for over 30 minutes you could see formiles. In the Cat and Fiddle I enjoyed a pint and some nuts with a couple more cyclistswho just came just before me, both of them very friendly chaps.
On my way down the A54 towards Congleton I was gettinghungry, I had waited too long. It was then I realised my food was still at homeon the table ready to pick up, I could see it there as I travelled down themountain. My legs started to go weak my heart rate getting lower and lower andmy eyesight slightly blurred. I had to focus on my tyre, anywhere else it wasgetting harder to see. I focused and made it home to find a nice Chicken dinneron the table for me, I was starving. It tasted lovely one of the best mealsever but I found it hard to eat it whilst shaking, it was a real challenge tokeep it down. I cup of coffee and a nice sugary pudding helped whilst I had ahot soak in a bath.
What a ride that was, I will certainly remember that meetingsome nice cyclists a wonderful view and I assume that is what they call hittingthe wall. Some experience. I will not forget my food in a hurry again. I havealready made a check list to go through the next time I go on a ride.
Thanks for reading
John
Off I went bottles loaded up with water and home-made isotonicdrink but in the willing to get off I forgot my food L eek I’d regret that later on.Just out-side Macclesfield I get a puncture, a young cyclist stopped to helpwhich was very nice of him. I headed in to the middle of town to thinking I wasgoing the wrong the way for some reason. It was only when I got home I found itwas the right way. I turned back and headed up a steep road called windmillstreet which came round to join Buxton road and up I went. A nice steady climb followedwhich I made more difficult myself at the beginning by taking the wrong roadJ At the top I just hadto sit by the road side and enjoy the view it was breath taking! Clear skies,steady air with no wind. I sat there for over 30 minutes you could see formiles. In the Cat and Fiddle I enjoyed a pint and some nuts with a couple more cyclistswho just came just before me, both of them very friendly chaps.
On my way down the A54 towards Congleton I was gettinghungry, I had waited too long. It was then I realised my food was still at homeon the table ready to pick up, I could see it there as I travelled down themountain. My legs started to go weak my heart rate getting lower and lower andmy eyesight slightly blurred. I had to focus on my tyre, anywhere else it wasgetting harder to see. I focused and made it home to find a nice Chicken dinneron the table for me, I was starving. It tasted lovely one of the best mealsever but I found it hard to eat it whilst shaking, it was a real challenge tokeep it down. I cup of coffee and a nice sugary pudding helped whilst I had ahot soak in a bath.
What a ride that was, I will certainly remember that meetingsome nice cyclists a wonderful view and I assume that is what they call hittingthe wall. Some experience. I will not forget my food in a hurry again. I havealready made a check list to go through the next time I go on a ride.
Thanks for reading
John