I was a grumpy man on my commute this morning. Whilst over the summer I tend to commute over a greater distance and that gives me greater flexibility over a variety of routes during autumn & winter I stick more to a specific route which up until now has worked really well but has now been spoilt.
It involves a section of single track country road which previously has been relatively nice & quiet. However a construction project has started and this morning on what is a small section of road of say less than half a mile long I had to stop on four occasions in order to allow HGVs to pass as they struggling along a road totally inappropriate for them. Also just as I approached the entrance/exit to the site someone working on the site waved out a lorry straight into my path even though I was clearly visible going along this single track road.
In addition they have now completely covered the road in mud and rocks which was nice.
Anyway that’s the rant off my chest.
It involves a section of single track country road which previously has been relatively nice & quiet. However a construction project has started and this morning on what is a small section of road of say less than half a mile long I had to stop on four occasions in order to allow HGVs to pass as they struggling along a road totally inappropriate for them. Also just as I approached the entrance/exit to the site someone working on the site waved out a lorry straight into my path even though I was clearly visible going along this single track road.
In addition they have now completely covered the road in mud and rocks which was nice.
Anyway that’s the rant off my chest.
Last night I started to feel a bit better so checked every forecast until I eventually found one that said it was going to be dry this morning. I got up not feeling particularly great but as I haven't been out for a while I decided just to stick with plan A and go for it. I usually have a pang of regret in the first mile until my legs get warmed up but this morning was different. Within the first few hundred yards I realised I could hardly see with the driving rain, and I already felt pretty weak. It was probably around the same point I finally asked myself why I didn't take the newly prepared winter bike.


