This morning - out late after screwing over my GPS unit not even bothering to try and find a signal.. turns out it doesn't consider this important when quietly set to "indoor cycling"... This make a fitting sequal to yesterday's "why the f*ck won't you sync" episode, whilst trying to unite it with the laptop using a power-only / non-data cable
A thrash and shorter route saw me arrive on time for a pretty miserable day at work. That mercifully out of the way saw an angry, caffeine-and-Alice-in-Chains fuelled thrash home the long way on the Brompton... as always the ride slowly working it all out of my system and my spirit buoyed by a nice, brief casual chat with a female fellow commuter heading out of the city.
I'd decided the homewares my clicks had committed me to collecting would struggle to fit in the Brompton's front bag so it was back to the flat for a swift change of bikes, base layer and other things then back across town to collect my nice new end-grain chopping board and second-because-the-colour-of-the-first-makes-me-anxious duvet cover set..
As usual the capacity of the Back Rollers exceeded my expectations with one convincingly swallowing both these items; while neccessity forced the discovery that with removal of the shoulder strap they can be rolled up like any other roll-top bag for more capacity than the strap will allow.. I also figured that if really pushed you could probably run each shoulder strap across to the mating clip on the opposite bag.. if that makes sense. I've had them maybe three years now and am still regularly struck by how great they are
Household bits got it was on to Waitrose for a few reasonable bargains, including the cajun chicken pieces and coleslaw I'm currently smashing with a salad as I type; the whole latter excursion made to the soundtrack of Iron Maiden's best three albums
"Bellend of the day" goes to the jogger on the tow path who decided to do a blind 180 at the very moment I passed; nearly running into my front wheel - not sure how we both stayed out of the river tbh..
Finally, spotted an old Raleigh town bike abandoned on the Abingdon rd - would have loved to have given it a home but it looked too far gone; could be good for spares / someone of greater commitment than I however, so will post about that separately in case anyone fancies an adventure.
Anyway, just over 31 miles for the day; the 10th consecutive one I've managed to spend in the saddle. This also puts me on a bit over 630 miles for the rolling 30-days - just surpassing my previous best achieved during the halcyon days of the plague
