Mozzy
New Member
- Location
- Taunton Somerset
Did a nice country lane ride over about 38 miles yesterday, passing several slow moving tractors, one mini digger and a JCB. Then on the way to Langport up ahead I spotted a small group of four road bikes with more lycra and pretty colours than you could throw a stick at. At that time I looked down and according to my Sainsburys computer I was pottering along at about 15-16mph.
I carried on thinking they must have turned onto the road and would soon be out of sight. Not so; I started to catch them …. thinking what do I do? Should I go past them or hang back? Anyway, push came to shove and I got closer and closer. I realise they were only pottering, probably taking a breather before their next speed up. I increased to about 17mph and went past them, all be it fairly slowly. I shouted out "good afternoon," but no reply was forthcoming. Carrying on it dawned on me my legs were starting to burn and oh sugar, what do I do now? I don't want them to come past me, that would be daft and defeat why I went past them in the first place.
I must admit to thinking I should pull off down a side lane and wait until they are long gone; didn't want to look over my shoulder as that seemed a bit rude. So, carried on increasing speed by standing and carried on at 17-19mph for longer than I really should have; legs were burning, and breathing was a lot heavier. I could stand it no longer; I glanced back and they were nowhere to be seen. I assume they had turned off …. sigh; I could have eased off earlier.
Took out a slow moving Landrover, then a little old lady in an Austin 1100 (remember them?)
Went passed and saw I was doing 17-18mph! Well, that was it, just a mile from home a lady cyclist on a very nice bike, again taking a breather; I stormed on and said Hi; she did shout hello, which was nice.
Helped a chap out with a p***ure; to my horror there was an army of cutters trimming all the hedges on the canal. He could not get his pump working so a problem shared is one halved.
Made it home and checked on RK for miles done and it was showing the same as my pute.
Yes, a good ride that was; hugely enjoyable.
I carried on thinking they must have turned onto the road and would soon be out of sight. Not so; I started to catch them …. thinking what do I do? Should I go past them or hang back? Anyway, push came to shove and I got closer and closer. I realise they were only pottering, probably taking a breather before their next speed up. I increased to about 17mph and went past them, all be it fairly slowly. I shouted out "good afternoon," but no reply was forthcoming. Carrying on it dawned on me my legs were starting to burn and oh sugar, what do I do now? I don't want them to come past me, that would be daft and defeat why I went past them in the first place.
I must admit to thinking I should pull off down a side lane and wait until they are long gone; didn't want to look over my shoulder as that seemed a bit rude. So, carried on increasing speed by standing and carried on at 17-19mph for longer than I really should have; legs were burning, and breathing was a lot heavier. I could stand it no longer; I glanced back and they were nowhere to be seen. I assume they had turned off …. sigh; I could have eased off earlier.
Took out a slow moving Landrover, then a little old lady in an Austin 1100 (remember them?)
Went passed and saw I was doing 17-18mph! Well, that was it, just a mile from home a lady cyclist on a very nice bike, again taking a breather; I stormed on and said Hi; she did shout hello, which was nice.
Helped a chap out with a p***ure; to my horror there was an army of cutters trimming all the hedges on the canal. He could not get his pump working so a problem shared is one halved.
Made it home and checked on RK for miles done and it was showing the same as my pute.
Yes, a good ride that was; hugely enjoyable.
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